On the Fourth Day of 2024: Chipmunk Instagram

I don’t know how long I will keep this up. It’s late in the afternoon now and I have had a somewhat productive day so far. Meditation, bicycling, breakfasting, coffee making and coffee drinking, making a silly reel for instagram, picking my boy up from school, grabbing lunch at Panda Express (my only mistake ofContinue reading “On the Fourth Day of 2024: Chipmunk Instagram”

On the First Day of 2024: Meditation, Bicycling, Music, Reading and Writing

I tried as best as I could to have a great day, a day that included at least a sampling of all the things I love to do and all the things I’m committing to do more of in the new year. I’ll make a quick list here for your generous perusal. So that, inContinue reading “On the First Day of 2024: Meditation, Bicycling, Music, Reading and Writing”

#440: These are the worst dogs we have ever had . . .

Welcome to the second day in the festival of sonnet, wherein, I have determined, in celebration of NaPoWriMo, to write a sonnet every day during the month of April. The dilemma always during National Poetry Writing Month, whether you are doing your own thing or following the lovely prompts offered by the NaPoWriMo website, isContinue reading “#440: These are the worst dogs we have ever had . . .”

#341: This Animal, This Dog.

Say the word animal. Look at this dog. It doesn’t seem right somehow. The word animal simultaneously not sufficient and too much. This creature seems to rise above the distinction, as you talk to it and feel for it, pick up after it and play with it as if it were a human child. AndContinue reading “#341: This Animal, This Dog.”