Every night now…i hope….that things will change, that i can click the rotate clockwise symbol and it will all be like it has always been
but, not.
so
looking at this….after looking at the memories of the Old Life from 2015 We are here now. We are becoming. the same.
Merging, into.
Can you see Puppy?
Merging into…because some aspects of life here on the Hill are the same as in Polvadera: becoming one with the land, learning what is here, what is needed, what to leave as is and Puppy, guardian of the mighty fallen tree, she is one with the tree, the landscape…she blends right in.
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. . . until I looked for Puppy I believed the image had righted itself!
As Marti says, ‘what to leave as is’. . .
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Aaaah….one with environment….
Why bother sweetie…..just leave as it is…..
Beautiful
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I always click to see more detail, but I might have missed her, she certainly is part of the Hill.. so glad you rescued her!
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love the protective coloration of “Puppy” – and those beautiful eyes.
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Perfect setting for Puppy. Wishing hard for relief from your Typepad issues!
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Interestingly, when you tap to enlarge, the image rights itself. Didn’t see puppy til I read again and looked. For some reason your posts are not loading onto Feedly where I tag and read my nonwordpress blogs.
As for the Cowboy’s passing, Grief knew the date. I find that both mysterious and wonderful.
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Puppy has mastered my favorite superpower – invisibility.
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A perfect superpower!
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I see Puppy! I’m glad you spied her at the gas station, and grabbed her to safety.
I thought I saw dysfunctional liver! Oh, well! Hmm.
Today’s my 69th birthday. I like 69. It’s fairly fun, and it’s yin/Yang. And I love the black white yin Yang. But, mostly, I love Chantilly Cake. And, sips of expensive tequila. This coming weekend.
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