Category: Nature
The Face That Stirs No Emotion
I used to be a sappy, squeezy, snuggly dog person, but after the unspeakable incident of ’03, I have made my heart dead inside. To an extent. So even the cuteness of Tonto fails to arouse a wellspring of joy.
I feel like Jemima looks. Oh, the ennui.
Barely tolerating the wretched burden of this life thrown upon her. She used to be a contender, dining on duck treats in a pre-Hurricane Katrina Big Easy, but then she got craigslisted by the lumberjack-bearded friend of her dead owner and wound up in our back yard, hardly suffering Tontos gladly.
So she chases him. Tries to chase the stupid out of him. To no avail.
Round and round they go, her ten-year-old limbs chasing his younger, jauntier, more bassetty frame. 
And still she is bored. And still he is stupid.
Nope, Still Feels Like Winter
Winter’s Over: No More Chopping Wood!
The Rainbow Connection
Geese: The Mean Girls Of The Fowl World
Look at them with their noses beaks up in the air like the Heathers of the park. Fat chance they’d condescend to to come into contact with the humans.
Chin, high, ladies! Don’t even glance at the homosapiens!
Getting My Ducks In A Row
People On Grass And Probably “On Grass”
Spring: So Close, I Can Almost Smell It!
It’s Raining Grammar On National Grammar Day
We’re not used to witnessing actual precipitation in central Texas, but it appears that today’s brief-lived 72 degrees, which is dropping to 31 as I type, has brought with it some rain. They hardly look like raindrops, though. More like dashes and hyphens.
Odd, isn’t it?
It almost looks like staples.





















