Monday in Paris #3

The Louvre

the lights of Paris have embraced my mind

and

inspired my thoughts ~

reigniting dreams

from

a childhood…… long passed……

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reflections by Issi – part 3

couching

when I am not on the deck

or

out…. walking around,

I enjoy lounging amongst the pillows

on the big comfy couch.

there are times when daddy joins me

and

we watch some tv

but

most of the time… I snooze

and

romp around… in my dreams.

~ words by Issi as told by mommy ~

a reverie

~

my

heart

dances

to the rhapsody

of

your

dreams

~

reflections by Issi – part 2

prints in the snow

ohhhhhhhh…………..what do we have here?

……………a straight line to where…………?

.…………..can it be my beloved……………….

….the handsome neighborhood stud muffin?

~ words by Issi as told to mommy ~

** Note from mommy: We live on the Des Plaines River Trail, which is another word for an interstate highway for all sorts of wildlife. One in particular is ‘stud muffin’, who we know to be a coyote. We see them on occasion and Issi certainly smells them. They have the coolest tracks – single file. How they manage to walk in a single file line with 4 legs/paws is amazing.

Monday in Paris #2

Saint Jean-Baptiste by Jean Dampt at the Musee d’Orsay

with words spoken to my heart

~ and ~

a silent kiss placed upon my soul,

she speaks to me in a voice…

interpreted

by my imagination.

reflections by Issi – part 1

post walkie rest

as I walk in the snow

with my mommy in tow,

she sings a song

while I sniff along………………………………..

………….to be continued….

~ words by Issi as told to mommy ~

**Isabelle is still working on this piece – this is her first installment.**

a lesson from above

soaking up the rays

there is much more to the eye

than a crystal blue sky ~

it is a powerful reminder

to be grateful

for each moment given….

to be alive.

**though we have had vortexes combined with snow, ice, wind gusts, rain, thunder, lightning, melting, flooding….all within a period of a few weeks…we have had a few sunny days with no clouds and beautifully incandescent blue skies….

’tis living

one of my deck beauties

I am captivated by what is known

and

challenged by the unknown ~

all I can do is keep moving ~ ~ ~ forward ~ ~ ~

embracing

them

both …

a winter remedy

warm heart wrapped in hope

humor mixed with tolerance

winter survival

we bring our chapters to life

through

stories etched in moments passed

and

time unbeknownst to the author’s pen.