Jackson and Willow
Thursday, January 17, 2013
Sunday, January 13, 2013
One Hundred Things
Not my chickens....
little red hen didn't come for a couple of months after Jazz grabbed her one day last fall. I rescued her from the mouth of jaws, and she is the only one bold or agile enough to sit on the pellet stove's slippery pipe and look into the kitchen. I feared for a long time that perhaps she didn't make it until I saw her one day hanging out in the backyard of her house. Apparently she is over her fear and two shall never meet face to face again.
Friday, January 04, 2013
On a bright winter day I'm imbued with fresh roasted flavor. It partners well with clearing out clutter in the second story right brain thinking. Now Attempting to set up shop in tiny attic of second story left brain. I project a long climb to attic section before obtaining any insight worthy of discernment. But it's a good start for the New Year and passing the colder months of life waiting for new avenues of enlightenment.
Thursday, January 03, 2013
Tuesday, January 01, 2013
Sunday, December 30, 2012
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