As I write this week’s post, a 20-pound black and white purebred miniature parti poodle warms my lap. Archie seems to be right at home but has indicated I need more surface area to provide a stable napping surface. He recently came into our home, upending our routines, stretching our patience and growing our capacity … Continue reading The incredible journey of Archibald Wallace
It’s weird that it feels weird to have a full house again this weekend. Carlton’s two older brothers have returned home to celebrate his 15th birthday today (the actual day was Oct. 10). Just when I have adapted to the extra space and quiet, there are more people and more noise and no place to … Continue reading Another step closer to an empty nest
It’s difficult to separate my actual memories from my memories of old photographs. It’s why people take pictures in the first place. Many of the images of my early childhood are captured on slides rather than prints, and the slides are in carousels at my parents’ house, packed away in closets, unseen in 30 or … Continue reading My earliest memory
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