Two: Love in the time of Covid
We were there, noses pressed against glass with a line forming behind us. Waffles walked to the front of his cage, licked my hand (and barked at Art), and that was that.
We were there, noses pressed against glass with a line forming behind us. Waffles walked to the front of his cage, licked my hand (and barked at Art), and that was that.
2020: Valentine’s Day was approaching, fast on the jingly heels of Christmas. Cardboard hearts of lackluster chocolates replacing candy canes and Hershey stocking stuffers. My holidays were dampened by the […]
The wonder of Twitter is that I find myself spending moments in splendid reflection. Truth is, I also find myself wondering why I have a follower that promises non-surgical face […]
I admit, I’ve written about the joys of love and Valentine’s Day. I blogged about the delight of hand-crafted Valentine cards. I’m happy in love, married and hoping for red […]
If I were going to write a love story, I wouldn’t set it in the White Mountains. I wouldn’t want one person to have Alzheimer’s. And I wouldn’t let the […]