Thursday, September 24, 2009


As far back as I can remember I have loved dogs. I always pretended I was a dog.

I would collect pictures of dogs. I would read books about dogs. I love dogs.
I love their love. I love their joy. I love their eyes. I love their simple lives.

I love their excitement over simple thing like someone coming home, going for a walk, or even getting a bowl of food.

I love their ability to fall asleep at any given time of the day.

I love how they express what they really feel. I love dogs.

Now I actually have a dog and could spend an entire evening just cuddling with him.

I love dogs. They are an example of what is really important in, happiness, and love.

I love dogs...
I love dogs.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009


My sister, a 'circus freak'. She climbs up and up on a rope. Then she comes dropping down, flipping and twirling. She juggles and tumbles and dances to the tune. Not only for her enjoyment, but ours too.

A walk on a beach is never handstand free. In fact outside, whether in the mountains, on a backpacking trip, or just a day in the park, she is upside down.

The outdoors make her oh so happy. She loves to explore every nook and cranny. Her joy and curiosity is never ending and she lets Mother Earth lead her on her way.