This doesn’t have anything to do with reading. Even though reading is the best escape I can take without leaving the house. No, this is about losing myself on my laptop in a way that doesn’t involve writing. I’ve been learning how to use Photoshop, trying to get better at this art called photography. Back […]
It distracted me from my ultimate mission — an afternoon with Maremma sheepdogs. I was driving south on a rural road on the Colville Reservation and spied it out of the corner of my eye. Of course, my new friend Kaila warned me about it. She said “there’s a beautiful abandoned church near our homestead.” […]
I love this breed. So damn much. When Shep came into my life in 2004, I had never heard of a Maremma sheepdog. When my friend who connected us told me the breed name over the phone, I heard “Miramichi dog.” For those not in the know, the Miramichi is a region of northeast New […]
And one angry, worried husband. I can’t really say that I blame him. My adventures have gotten me into trouble. There was the time I blew a tire (hey, where did all the pictures on that post go?) and there was the time I backed into a deep ditch of snow.
“Hey, did you hear about the brothel?” “The what?” “We found what we think might have been a brothel, upstairs from City Hall.” “That’s pretty cool.” “Do you want to see it?”
Hey, did you happen to see the most beautiful girl in the world? Cheesy, I know. I catch myself singing it to Bella all the time. Because she’s gorgeous.