Sunday, June 15, 2008


Steve got on a plane this morning, off to Cleveland to take a seminar. I'm the traveler--it's so unusual for him to be gone and me to be left behind. I was heading upstairs to bed, thinking about this and automatically thought, "Oh, well then maybe I'll let Tasha sleep in the bedroom tonight."

Except that's not an option.

Funny how easily an old part of life rushes back when you least expect it.

Sadie would gladly sleep in my room but she has her own "mommy and daddy" who need her close. So I'll sleep soundly with happy memories.

By the way, the stream in the photograph is one that the forester destroyed. Sad. But I've got happy memories...and new trails to follow.


Pam Halter said...

What a lovely memory. I wish I could be splashing in that stream with Tasha.

Thanks for sharing that.

Kathryn Mackel said...

me too, Pam. Sadie is just learning to splash in streams (she doesn't like water) but unforuntately, I have to drive her a couple miles to find a stream now.

Accidental Poet said...

Our puppy doesn't like to splash in streams either - she whines to go outside to drink puddle water, but she's not crazy about being immersed :)