Where everyone in the house does their primping.
Not as spectacular as the trees in DC, but you will not hear me complaining.
A space to breathe and assess where I’ve been and where I want to go.
Who needs fancy motion detectors when you own a herding dog?
I don’t know how her teachers kept a straight face.
Of all the words she could refuse to say, she had to choose this one.
He’s taking this “happiness” thing a little too seriously.
I cooked and they ate and a swarm of pigs flew over the house.
Counting my blessings, especially the nearsighted ones.
“All we have is now.”