Lucky is one of those dogs that we “rescued” from the side of the road. People throw animals out of their windows like empty soda cans. Sometimes they make them get out and stay while the owner drives off. And sometimes, they up and move leaving their pet behind. My family does volunteer work for the Humane Society. Saving the animals is fine with me. Feeding and watering them isn’t a problem, and I don’t even mind cleaning up after…
The little family didn’t notice the sun was setting, because they were too busy playing their board game, moving small trains around the map and howling with frustration when someone else’s train blocked them. While equally laughing with triumph when they were able to procure a slot for their own little trains. As it grew dark the game was packed away and the tired, happy people went inside for dinner. They closed up the little house snuggly against the autumn…
A new month, a fresh slate isn’t it such a joyous event? There is nothing quite like a fresh slate to begin again on, to know that all of yesterday is gone, and tomorrow is not here yet. That what we create today is solely up to us. What will we make of it? The only thing more special, to me, is when a new year begins on the first day of the week. What wonder and joy it beholds…
Pomegranates hold a rather special place in my heart. I suppose that’s a weird statement, because I’ve gotten a little ahead of myself in my storytelling now, haven’t I? This tends to happens when I’m more then just a little excited, and as I said, pomegranates hold a rather special place in my heart. Growing up, my father would procure pomegranates from the grocery, or at least I suppose that’s how he obtained them, because if I’m honest I have…