Tag: backyard

my happy place

The black, behind the hammock, is the creek that borders our backyard. Behind my hammock are my four raised beds. When I swing here, I hear the water moving over the rocks. I feel the breeze, gentle as a kiss, moving over me. & if Hobbes, my cat, is outside, he jumps onto the hammock….

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cool kids

Boy, that boy thinks he is too cool for words. I've got a few words, but this is a public forum

1. He is the cutest boy kid I know, his cousin coming in @ 2
2. One wrong move & his sister will have him on the ground quivering in fear.
3. If I tell him 10 times, I have to tell him 10 thousand more to do anything. He will bring me his laundry when he has no clean…anything. Then I give him the boring lecture, “well, if you’d brought blah, blah”
He says, “ok, can I go now” Time will not grow him up, I can’t grow him up. Only a crush may do it. That is easy enough