Tag: Tip of My Iceberg
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Just Go To Your Corners
They bicker constantly, and their voices can be heard throughout the house. It would be understandable if I was speaking of the kids. Or even adults. Being together constantly wears on everybody’s niceness after a while. I’m talking about the dogs. Aspen, the three-year-old male Lab, and Estes, the year-old female Australian shepherd. Their annoyance…
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The New Right Side Up
Life changes more rapidly than I do. I can still learn new tricks. It wasn’t all that long ago that upon entering my home after a morning walk, I’d be met with silence. John isn’t a morning person–he has fewer words than I do and he chooses not to use them up first thing in…
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He Misses No One
He takes walks with his parents daily for exercise and fresh air. Beck, at eighteen months, sees this as an opportunity to greet people. This Denver grand of mine is one of the kindest, most engaging young people I know. When he’s at the park with his parents, he waves at every car that…
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Who Will I Be Now?
In a home where the young people are closely attentive to their devices, two-year-old Cal isn’t limited by a screen. He operates with a little bit of whimsy and a lot of moxie. I envy his flexibility. In a time when people are defined by the circumstances of social distancing and a virus that refuses…
Tip of My Iceberg 