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reading

of course dogs can’t read…. well anything except body language, micro-expressions, and hearts. maybe they can help you learn to read too…..

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gifts from strangers

the door opened and it was as if three kings baring gifts had suddenly appeared, if gold was cheese. the door opened and it was as if Love had descended into their world again, if love was a dog.   … Continue reading

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hidden joys

The bottle brush in bloom beckons… yes, fireworks are still making the occasional rattle and spark – but nothing compares to the red explosions at the end of each branch. Hummingbirds and bees dash in for sips, Little lizards eat … Continue reading

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freedom to play

She rolled on her back, reaching for all the sunshine she could gather in her outstretched paws. Joy shimmered from her fur like a Fourth of July sparkler. Independence without true Freedom is still tyranny.  

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High and Dry

the thunder spoke and the rain fell. but inside all was well.

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courting egret

outside the building a cattle egret in full courting plumage strutted their stuff before an audience of bipedals who lacked the feathers or the knowledge to listen. . messages of Love often get lost in translation. . dance them anyway, … Continue reading

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unexpected guests

i painted a window to hold the golden dreams of a sunlit day… but before i could fill the window with splashes of bright, a giant bug walked across my journal… . and then one flew into my hair, and … Continue reading

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frog in rain

the rain is now a drizzle, and i feel like i am under siege from a thousand tiny vampires – i say my prayers and in that space of grace, . a toad eats a mosquito. . i wonder… is … Continue reading

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Summer church

as i preached about sacred paths, and walking dogs, he snoozed, perhaps dreaming of the summer day that lay awaiting outside.   walk your path – no one else can walk it for you, and yet,  none of us ever … Continue reading

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brilliant

curiosity creates the path – Trust paves it.

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