Category: dog walks

When It’s Foggy, Go Thrifting

Posted in car accident, Carmel, dog walks, drugstore, fog, June Gloom, memoir, Monterey county, pandemic, thrift store, travel, weeds, ZumbaLeave a comment

(re-run from near end of Pandemic) I’m in Monterey County, which is known for its June Gloom. I woke up to fog and had no desire to pull weeds in the dampness. Since there was no Zoom Zumba this morning, I seized the day, deciding before breakfast to go thrifting in Carmel. I hadn’t been… Continue reading When It’s Foggy, Go Thrifting

The Spiritual Post

Posted in death, dog walks, horse, Machu Picchu, memoir, memory, nature, philosophy, sibling death, siblings, spiritual energy, travel, universeLeave a comment

(re-run) A friend lost his younger sister to cancer last week. I lost my older sister in December to a myriad of health issues.  Grieving is a process. It doesn’t end all at once. It comes and goes. At least I’m not crying anymore. When a hummingbird gets in my face or flies close to… Continue reading The Spiritual Post

Good Morning Stranger

Posted in cell phone, college, communication, community, courtesy, CVS, dog walks, dogs, Medicare, memoir, Millennials, nature, self-checkout, seniorsLeave a comment

As I was walking my 55-pound dog yesterday, I noticed an older woman with a cane waiting to cross the street to my side. A construction truck slowed down and waved her across, but she shook her head no. She knows she is old and slow. The truck passed, and I reduced my speed so… Continue reading Good Morning Stranger

The Spiritual Post

Posted in death, dog walks, horse, Machu Picchu, memoir, memory, nature, philosophy, sibling death, siblings, spiritual energy, travel, universe1 Comment

A friend lost his younger sister to cancer last week. I lost my older sister in December to a myriad of health issues.  Grieving is a process. It doesn’t end all at once. It comes and goes. At least I’m not crying anymore. When a hummingbird gets in my face or flies close to me… Continue reading The Spiritual Post

Pepper Might’ve Saved my Life Today

Posted in beach, California, dog behaviors, dog walks, garden hose, gardening, guardian angel, memoir, neighbors, old lady card, timing, tree trimmer, treesLeave a comment

(re-run) When I got back from the beach walk where I froze as Pepper smelled every bush and tree along the way, I went inside, put a pot of water on to heat, gave each dog a treat and took Daisy outside to play ball in the front yard. After I’d thrown the first ball,… Continue reading Pepper Might’ve Saved my Life Today

Falling, Falling, Falling

Posted in aging, broken bones, California, coffee, dancing, dog walks, dogs, endocrinologist, falling, humor, memoir, ocean, osteoporosis, scars, seniors, thrift storeLeave a comment

(re-run) The first time it happened, one of my shoelaces was untied. I stepped on it with my other shoe, then picked up my foot in the untied shoe and fell over.  I was going over a berm along a busy street to get to  – you guessed it – a thrift store. That was… Continue reading Falling, Falling, Falling

Pepper Might’ve Saved my Life Today

Posted in beach, California, dog behaviors, dog walks, garden hose, gardening, guardian angel, memoir, neighbors, old lady card, timing, tree trimmer, treesLeave a comment

(re-run) When I got back from the beach walk where I froze as Pepper smelled every bush and tree along the way, I went inside, put a pot of water on to heat, gave each dog a treat and took Daisy outside to play ball in the front yard. After I’d thrown the first ball,… Continue reading Pepper Might’ve Saved my Life Today

Falling, Falling, Falling

Posted in aging, broken bones, California, coffee, dancing, dog walks, dogs, endocrinologist, falling, humor, memoir, ocean, osteoporosis, scars, seniors, thrift storeLeave a comment

The first time it happened, one of my shoelaces was untied. I stepped on it with my other shoe, then picked up my foot in the untied shoe and fell over.  I was going over a berm along a busy street to get to  – you guessed it – a thrift store. That was a… Continue reading Falling, Falling, Falling

Frostbite Memories

Posted in beach, California, college, dog walks, dogs, frostbite, gardening, Iowa, memoir, Monterey Bay, old lady card, tourists, tree trimmer, trees, wind, winter breakLeave a comment

(re-run) Today the sun was shining, the ocean was royal blue and the wind was bitter cold. I had the dog on a choke chain since I couldn’t squeeze the prong collar back together (I’d taken it apart in the wrong place).  I headed down my street past a tree- trimmer truck that has just… Continue reading Frostbite Memories