trying to find peace
in simple, everyday walks
with green below snow
Coronatine, Day Nine
pets
Coronatine, Day Eight (Make Soup)
no snowy sunrise
or Minnesota rice stew
can save our planet
but even at night
the world sparkles just so
and we can wish well
Coronatine, Day Four (At Least There’s a Dog)
we survived day four
(survival: tears, backtalk, cards)
now it’s day by day
I’m Up Front
so many shit weeks
that this is my Tuesday pic:
are we winning yet?
Genuinely Trustworthy
only in his eyes
can i pretend it’s ok
because it’s just not
Always Warm
my spoiled puppy
sleeps next to me in bed
(has his own pillow)
Open T(r)ails
ski redemption date
with my pomapoo sled dog
ready to venture
Snowed Day
So Steamboat didn’t happen. They closed I-70 right after we bought chains, and closed 285 right when we’d gathered our courage to leave.
The roads are atrocious, the highways are closed, and it took so much planning and money and sub plans and my entire car packed for six people… And it’s heartbreaking.
And our Airbnb hostess tried to argue with me about going the Walden route and not refunding me.
Bitch, I’m a Taurus, and I WILL spend an hour on hold and send links to every damn CDOT warning ever made to get my money back.
So now I have a snowy weekend with this snow-loving Pomapoo, my money, and my family safe at home.
I love you snow, but you’re kind of killing me right now. Time to get out the Nordic skis.
Hidden Words
one truth hides behind
the one who refused speech
(we are all black cats)
So Spoiled
end-of-day comfort
a soft bed with a soft toy
dogs have the best life
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