Tag Archives: Travvy
Overbooked
I do a little dog-sitting on the side. Mostly in the neighborhood. It’s not arduous. It gets me off my duff and away from the computer. What’s not to like? I’m in the middle of a three-week gig looking after … Continue reading
Snow AGAIN?
Did I say the other day that the worst of winter wasn’t over at the end of December? It wasn’t. When I went to create a folder for photos of last night’s snowstorm, I realized I already had a folder … Continue reading
Sunset at Lambert’s Cove
It being about 18 degrees F (–8 C) out, sunny, with a brisk wind blowing, I thought it was a fine day for the beach, so Trav and I went for a sunset walk at Lambert’s Cove. Before I got … Continue reading
O Christmas Blog!
On our walk this morning Trav and I found a Christmas tree. “Leave it,” I told Trav, who was eyeing it with tug-of-war on his mind. “It’s mine.” I picked it up and brought it home. My first thought was … Continue reading
Live and Learn
Yesterday it snowed. Yesterday was a gray day. The snow was wet and there wasn’t much of it. This morning it sparkled. The snow was both pristine and easy to walk in. What’s not to like? Snow reveals the passage … Continue reading
Recognition
I do my laundry at the Airport Laundromat. When the laundry hamper is high and the clean underwear supply approaching nil — about every three weeks — I start watching the weather for a good drying day. Then off I … Continue reading
Season of the Scarecrow
The scarecrows are back! Trav and I met several on our walk to the post office the other day. He had a greeting for every single one. Well, OK, I’m not sure if it was a greeting or a challenge … Continue reading
The Road to the Overlook
Writing about writing is usually boring except to writers, and when writers read writing about writing it’s often because they’re procrastinating or blocked or otherwise not writing. In this blog post I’m writing about writing, but I’m going to dress … Continue reading
Loss
I took this photo almost a year ago. The winged sumac was getting redder and bolder and I was looking forward to getting another shot. Monday morning I met a young guy with a brush cutter at just this spot. … Continue reading
Outings
In my last blog, I strongly implied that I rarely go out in summer. This week I’m making a liar of myself: having just got home from Spirituals Choir rehearsal, I’ve now been out five nights in a row. Liar, … Continue reading
