My whole life every time my dad sent me something it was enclosed with a small note on his stationary From the desk of Michael…I’m not sure when I started keeping the notes but at some point I did regardless what they said. I’d put them in a draw and leave them there. I must have close to my 100 of these little notes in my bedroom draws. I kept them because I’ve always known one day I’m going to…
The clock is reading 6:34am. I have already cleared both puppy areas, cleaned pooper scooper, fed both dogs (twice because I knocked over Minx’s bowl to which Zoey consumed more than a fair share) and started a load of laundry. This morning it was Zoey who was awake before Minx. When she woke Minx she wanted to play. Try to stop a French bulldog and a puppy from playing. Very unlike my Zoey yet there she was sprite as a…
There isn’t a wind blowing outside which makes the water completely still. This is one of my favorite views. I could easily capture this in a photo because the water isn’t moving in a picture. Now imagine that in person, just complete stillness. There isn’t a boat, a ripple or a current disturbing the top of the water. I have a thing for the quietness of mornings like this. When my dogs aren’t barking, no one is in my house…
I’m the first one up. I’m sitting listening to the stillness of the house but also watching the complete stillness of the water. It was my dad who gave me my love of the water. At an early age taking me out on the boat. We never fished. Most of the time didn’t even have a destination, just went. My favorite of his boats was a yellow speedboat he owned. I remember being in the cabin with my little sister,…
