I interrupt this irregularly scheduled program...

to bring you a bubble on a whim this evening. I had the most fun with this photo; however, these are my very best bubbles.

There’s a post I concocted that’s been sitting on the back burner for over a week, heavy on photos as expected here. I think it’s ready to go but I’m not quite sure… It’s waiting for me to get myself together and dish it out but it ain’t happening right now.

Life is too big and I’m all disjointed.

Chloe doesn’t look at me the way she used to when I say “cheese!” or “walk?”. She isn’t pretending to be aloof.

Her hearing is going, going, gone.

I still talk to her as if she can hear me. I love her and hold her close more often and let her feel my voice on her skin.

She is often lost and looking around to find me as her sight is going, going, almost gone. She sticks to me like glue. I believe she sees a shadow directly ahead. It might be similar to looking through a scope or seeing a light at the end of a tunnel.

Honestly, I miss her.

More black and white.

On the evening before the recent tropical storm arrived, Marbled Salamander planted itself on our driveway. Michael and I moved it to a safer place a few times before the tenacious torrential rains pounded for three days.

Yes, life has been big.

Living hard,

working,

loving,

playing a little,

all

a bit dangerously

and licking my fingers with delight

sometimes.

For now, here is a bird

Light and carefree

or dark and thoughtful.

Goldfinch.

Me.