doing what boys & dogs are meant to do… Nala, my Husky, has never been down to the creek, it seemed too steep for her to climb down. I brought a long lead, tied her to a steal bench on the embankment above the creek. As soon as she saw her boy down there, she…
Tag: creeks
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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