Ballet with the Greats dancing followed by a dinner/movie date (Miss Dots fried chicken [but the collard greens win the day] and the movie Hachi [a throat-catching film about loyalty and love]) with the nephew and two Greats (one human, one canine).
For some it might seem tutu much of a good thing, but not for me.
Home is where the heart always is, and that home is filled with it.
"People who daily expect to encounter fabulous realities run smack into them again and again. They keep their minds open for their eyes." (Ken Macrorie)
Showing posts with label Betsy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Betsy. Show all posts
Saturday, February 27, 2016
Saturday, August 22, 2015
Distractions While Reading Outside
1.
The unexpected appearance of familiar companions.
2.
The mouth-watering smell of soup simmering, wafting through the kitchen door.
3.
The hummingbird that has taken up residence, reminding me of my deceased friend Betsy, who enjoyed them from this same summer vantage point.
The unexpected appearance of familiar companions.
2.
The mouth-watering smell of soup simmering, wafting through the kitchen door.
3.
The hummingbird that has taken up residence, reminding me of my deceased friend Betsy, who enjoyed them from this same summer vantage point.
4.
Missing Betsy.
Labels:
Betsy,
Common Whitetail,
fly,
hummingbird,
reading,
soup
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