Memories at the Picnic Table
Memories build on their own around the most common everyday things in our lives, and we don’t even realize until
Read MoreMemories build on their own around the most common everyday things in our lives, and we don’t even realize until
Read MoreMemories build on their own around the most common everyday things in our lives, and we don’t even realize until
Read MoreI don’t insist that everything about me stay neat, because then I’d have to keep it that way. But I
Read MoreHere I am on my picnic table observing my realm, and I won’t come in yet no matter what my
Read MoreHere I am on my picnic table observing my realm, and I won’t come in yet no matter what my
Read MoreI just can’t handle it. I look in my bedroom and big, inky Giuseppe is stretched out on the bed
Read MoreMariposa enjoyed a big luxurious bath in the morning sun, but she has a lot of work to do to
Read MoreI knew it was only a matter of time until Mimi discovered the three chairs just past the vegetable garden
Read MoreSienna and Mimi inspect my work area as Basil keeps watch from the bookcase. I don’t mind always being supurrvised—who
Read MoreMimi kept a watchful eye on me, or at least had her little face turned in my direction as she
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