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reflections by Issi – part 3

couching

when I am not on the deck

or

out…. walking around,

I enjoy lounging amongst the pillows

on the big comfy couch.

there are times when daddy joins me

and

we watch some tv

but

most of the time… I snooze

and

romp around… in my dreams.

~ words by Issi as told by mommy ~

February 22, 2019 at 10:56 pm 5 comments

reflections by Issi – part 2

prints in the snow

ohhhhhhhh…………..what do we have here?

……………a straight line to where…………?

.…………..can it be my beloved……………….

….the handsome neighborhood stud muffin?

~ words by Issi as told to mommy ~

** Note from mommy: We live on the Des Plaines River Trail, which is another word for an interstate highway for all sorts of wildlife. One in particular is ‘stud muffin’, who we know to be a coyote. We see them on occasion and Issi certainly smells them. They have the coolest tracks – single file. How they manage to walk in a single file line with 4 legs/paws is amazing.

February 22, 2019 at 1:52 am 3 comments

reflections by Issi – part 1

post walkie rest

as I walk in the snow

with my mommy in tow,

she sings a song

while I sniff along………………………………..

………….to be continued….

~ words by Issi as told to mommy ~

**Isabelle is still working on this piece – this is her first installment.**

February 18, 2019 at 8:21 am 7 comments

on a bridge ~

they stood quietly observing the city of lights,

as its reflection danced gently

in the river below

it was the end of the day,

all of the lamps were ablaze

and

the streets were slowly clearing ~

except for lovers walking

and

holding each other close…

 

January 27, 2015 at 8:29 pm 22 comments

one word x 10 = ten word story #1

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“May I wade in the depths of your beautiful spirit?”

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January 13, 2015 at 1:13 pm 12 comments

Six Word Saturday – The First One

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“In my dreams, I have returned.”

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January 3, 2015 at 4:54 pm 17 comments

The Nutcracker Act II – Arabian Dance

The Arabian Dance

‘Coffee’

quietly subdued

an exotic seduction

she moves like fluid

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where some of my nuts reside….

I decided to cut and paste this variation – the original lacked a photo, which was due to my lack of poor planning.  Last year when I started this project it was supposed to be one post, then it became an entire series.

The photo above is in response to a question asked – where do I keep all of my Nutcrackers?  What you see is a shelf, in a hutch, located in my living room.  I have lots of Nutcracker items – lots – and these are my most valuable.  The one in the very center, on the top shelf – is priceless.  In due time, you will discover why…

December 20, 2014 at 4:05 pm 8 comments

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