Can give you as much enlightenment
In one year...As "Best Buds" can give in one wet, slurpy Love! My guest photographer, Ms. Pamieli, did some good work recently! Luna, woodpile, and Utah!
Yes, we did it! These smiles have been sent off to "Bark," entered in the Smiling Faces. Ms. Pamieli said, sit, down, boom! They did it, and smiled. Happy.
Luna in the wheelbarrow with beautiful wood behind...Ms. Pamieli is so good with the camera!
And she and Utah, named after a fabulous road trip, have been the best friends to Luna and myself as we learn more and more and more about living with Meat Pie on the Other Side. Our sadness transforms. Tears flow with abandon. Luna has returned to her madcap roughneck ways with her friend Utah. He is like Wiley Coyote; runs fast, hides, dashes out from behind the woodpile, flings himself under the truck, boings out on the other side. He tricks her, hides from her and sneaks from behind things and gets a good head-start on her. He trips her by bopping her with his hind end, a skill I have never seen in a Golden, OR a herding dog. She, on the other hand, tries to choke him, run him down, tackle him or box him with a straight-arm worthy of a 49er(seriously, they could use her!).
Pamieli and I are the referees, when we are not helpless with laughter.
and here is the rest of Hafiz's poem for today...
As sitting all alone, for three days,
In your closet
That means not leaving.
Better get a friend to help with
A few sandwiches
And no reading in there or writing poems,
That would be cheating;
Aim high---for a 360 degree
This sitting alone, though, is
If you are normally
Or have ever been under a doctor's
Surveillance because of your
Don't let Hafiz fool you---
A ruby is buried