We don’t stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing. — George Bernard Shaw Kids play all the time. In fact, if you let them, they’d play all the way through the day from breakfast
It’s raining here in San Diego right now. Last I heard, it’s gonna rain for a couple more days before it gets back to being clear and sunny. We got about a quarter inch early this morning, and then after
My dog, Dinah, is a graceful old girl who will be 13 in a few months. She’s a golden retriever mix that I adopted from the Southwest Washington Humane Society – I call her my PetSmart dog since that’s where
At least once a day, during some part of the day, I want to quit. Quit eating healthy food. Quit brushing the dog. Quit paying the bills. Quit sweeping the floor. Quit being “responsible.” Quit washing dishes. Quit, quit, quit.
From where I’m standing, the sun is sinking below the horizon and the clouds still in the darkening sky are tinged on the edges with brilliant pinks and oranges. Once again, the view from the porch is spectacularly gorgeous. The
Sometimes fun comes as a side dish at lunch. As in you decide to go out for cheeseburgers with an old friend from high school that you just re-connected with after 40 years between now and high school graduation; only
Sing along with me, to the tune of Rod Stewart’s I Am Sailing: I am floating, I am floating, In warm water, ‘cross the sea. I am floating in buoyant waters, To be restful, to be free. That’s exactly what