saturday stare #11

“Did you say walkie?”

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.

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Wordless Wednesday

Pasadena, California

saturday stare #10

Can’t you see I am TRYING to get my beauty sleep……MOMMY?

mommy and daddy try to leave Issi alone, but she makes it so difficult…………. she is just too darn cute.

random ways

a random display

of

this way going that way,

that way going this way

and

all ways going somewhere……..

saturday stare #9

“mommy………daddy………”

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……..

Wordless Wednesday

Albert Einstein and Jordan pondering ~
Griffith Observatory in Los Angeles, CA

we ~ ~ ~

we tiptoe around one another’s thoughts

and

play in one another’s dreams.

we swim in one another’s veins

and

tug on one another’s heart strings.

we

are

writers,

readers,

lovers,

friends

~ transforming ~

the essence of who we are

into

words with wings ~ setting them free

to soar

upon the world.

saturday stare #8

~ a tumtum sandwich ~

“Nothing better than tumtum while couching with my brothers.”

“It’s like the bestestestest ever!!!!”