Brushing out the loose
undercoat, I'm tempted
to tweeze the ever-
more regularly appearing
white hairs on your chin that
serve no other purpose than to
remind me how briefly your
spark is meant to be part of
my life.
Thursday, August 2, 2018
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Catching up day 3
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This could be a long one. I'm directing a show. It opens next week, thank goodness. It has been nothing but a pain in my ass from the be...
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I am back with apologies for my silence. I went on vacation with the intention of posting every day, but once we arrived I fou...
No no no. Making me cry at the social security office.
ReplyDeleteDon't cry! She is a very healthy 7 years old.
DeleteLovely. What a sweet face Hazel has. And now I'm hugging Rufus and crying.
ReplyDeleteShe is a sweetie
DeleteOhhhhhhhh. (Another reason I can't have dogs.)
ReplyDeleteI understand completely.
DeleteSo sad... but so good.
ReplyDeleteDon't be sad. We get her for a few more years.
Delete"Spark"--wonderful choice. Add my tears.
ReplyDeleteI'll have to make a happier Hazel post.
DeleteExcellent idea.
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