I woke as usual, running through a silent inventory of body and sky. Is it clear as it almost always is? Are the limbs still working ? Am I ready for this day? The sky seemed gray too late in the morning, after pink should have become blue. I squinted harder, seeing snow. It’s been …
We are very fortunate at dreamranch, but there are a couple of things on our holiday wish list. More posole. More snow.
I felt like sitting around and drinking coffee, but fresh snow meant it was a Cooper kind of a day. So, after a protracted exchange of glances, we set off in the Sunday snow. He’d had his breakfast. Mine apparently could wait. Not quite like it was in the old days, with Cooper, newly …
Cooper is not a distance guy, especially at his age. But mostly it’s that thick black coat and his herding dog’s attentiveness. And maybe, like me, a couple of extra pounds. Even on our walks, he likes to take breaks in the shade and take things in. If I want any real exercise these days, …
If the light doesn’t wake me, the white paw will.
Cooper came home with me from the animal shelter on August 16, 2006. The shelter people guessed he was 3; the vet said anywhere from 3 to 8. At any rate, we celebrate his birthday on August 16. He’s waiting for breakfast on Sunday morning here. In summer, he regularly takes the breeze on top …
There was a cool breeze through the living room and I guess we just felt like hanging out.
It was a dark and stormy afternoon.
Over the Jemez this evening. Lori and Mike’s rescue girl Sara, watching the Muppets earlier this week. She’s come a long way from being a lost or dumped pup on the West Mesa and clearly likes the comforts of her Placitas home. She reportedly also likes watching Animal Planet and the Westminster dog show. …
Cooper contemplates the day ahead while waiting for me to rise. (He has already monitored the dawn from his backyard perch). And what was with these anvil-shaped, July-like clouds on March 9 on my way home from radiation? I know there probably is some common meteorological explanation. But my brain is muddled enough to flash …
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