saturday stare #11
As one can see, Issi is looking a bit hairier than usual (careful choice of word, so as not to insult the little lady). It has been a long winter, a big thaw, melt and now we are getting lots of rain….which means mud, mud, mud and more mud. White and mud mixed with rain and dirt = a grayish hue of hairy beauty. Plus, an extra thick winter coat and a few extra under coats = a plumper ball of pooch. What does this all mean? A trip to the stylist…..this Monday!!!!
*on a personal note: Isabelle’s mom was out of town for a week and then returned to a very hectic office. Her time here has been very limited to almost non-existent. Isabelle will make certain that mommy posts her words and pictures and, of course, log her stares.
saturday stare #10
mommy and daddy try to leave Issi alone, but she makes it so difficult…………. she is just too darn cute.
traversing…
each gifted
with
one life to live
and
many paths
leading to somewhere ~ always
fading away ~ in time
but
never ceasing to be ~
beautiful.
random ways
a random display
of
this way going that way,
that way going this way
and
all ways going somewhere……..
saturday stare #9
blue eyes stare straight on
prepared to see and be seen
so doggedly………..cute
*a note from Issi’s biographer: the second line of the haiku is interchangeable with the following options:
her tumtum yearns for chow chow
the daily vroom vroom awaits
ready for a special treat
dressed to impress the boyfriends
my playbill
my mind
is
a
vast repertoire of choreography,
commissioned
by
my very existence.
with
each step deeply rooted
in
the aesthetics of motion,
I stage
~ movement ~
to
an internal score ~ composed
of
moments, feelings, ideas….
I read…
I rejoice in your words…
I drown in your thoughts…
I connect with your spirit and dance…
…….
I am on the outside ~ looking in ~ an admirer from afar…
…….
reading feelings
expressed in verses ~
flowing
straight
from your heart……..
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