Allow me to introduce Alissa.
Among other things, her name means, “Great happiness.”
She is almost 16 weeks of age now and already has a number of commands under her belt.
She is a very sunny little girl with that sweet Labrador demeaner. Even when she is being a bit of a dickens, she is cute.
I think she’ll be a big girl: She was 18 pounds at 10 weeks of age and has doubled in size since then. Her vet says he thinks she’ll be somewhere in the 60-70 pound range.
It is hard for me to imagine that she’ll ever be anything other than a puppy.
If you read through my blogs, it might become evident that I have a passion for building community. Strong towns and neighborhoods are crucial for our well being, especially now, when prejudice, threat of deportation and the possibility of having vital services cut loom so darkly. That has inspired the following:
Coming together as citizens;
Overcoming differences and fear;
Making friends out of strangers
Moves us to be more clear:
Unity builds strength and safety;
No one can bully us then.
It truly is impossible
To turn against the one
You have come to know and love as a friend.
This entry was posted on January 31, 2017, in
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Another year is coming to an end;
Many words have been shared;
But this one thought I leave with you my friends:
All joy, peace, hope, love and care
Now and always.
This entry was posted on December 20, 2016, in
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The soothing warmth of sunshine;
Music that fills my soul;
That leaves me happy and full.
Caresses of affection,
Tangibly and in word;
One who carefully listens,
So that I know I am heard.
Unanswered questions tease;
Call me to deeper places;
Such things inspire me as these.
When it gets cold,
We need ways to get warm;
That make us feel cozy
And safe from a storm,
With sweaters and blankets,
Hot coffee and such;
Conversation and stories;
A friendly touch.
When the wind howls
Piling snow into drifts,
We’ll seek refuge inside,
With mugs that we lift,
Buttered rums and coffee
Fill us up with their cheer;
Happiness inside while
Winter is here.
Over mashed potatoes;
A green salad on the side
And peach crisp for dessert.
Those who share this meal,
Seated at the table,
Are sharing news and stories;
comfort is friendship, too.
Children playing in the sandbox;
Swinging as high as they can,
“Come push me!”
Dogs running, sniffing and barking;
Leaving eloquent replies,
“I was here!”
Picnic tables filled with goodies;
Friends on benches visiting,
Evergreens swaying in the breeze,
Humming mysterious songs,