d******e…

…okay, there is a private post from july 12, 2017. that is half of what i have been trying to write. it’s nothing great or special, just part of what i’ve been trying to write. i’m so sorry that it has taken me so long…it doesn’t mean that i don’t care…because i do!!

…okay, so the password is the name of the larger of your two dogs. Starts with a capital letter…the rest are lower case. the email will be sent shortly.

this is the link to the private post from july 12, 2017.

random…

…so, here’s the rest of what i’ve got photographywise for this sunday. i’m people watching again and here are some shots from starbucks and the omelette house. and, the odd two out of course is me…me and my bottlecap and my cup of coffee this morning.

clouds…

…i’m fascinated by them…always have been. i’ve always been able to watch them for hours, as they move around the sky…shifting and morphing into other shapes…merging and disconnecting with others…changing color…and, swelling with raindrops.

pre-dawn…

…not night…

…but, not quite day yet…

…not cool…

…but, not quite hot yet…

…not loud…

…but, certainly not quiet…

…not busy…

…but, not sparsely populated…

…it’s predawn…

…the moment, the point…

…where night and day…

…split apart and separate…

last friday…

…it was an interesting day. i was already feeling emotional and was not prepared for the added difficulty of forgetting to bring my order for my upper arm ultrasound.

the lady at the desk looked for a copy in her computer system, because my doctor failed to send it electronically. the lady told me to call my doctor’s office and have them send it. i called my doctors office and got a prerecorded message that told me that their office would be closed until august 14, because they were moving the office to a different location.

in that moment, i felt helpless and all alone. i knew that i needed the ultrasound done and thought that i would have to use the little gas that i had to drive back to the apartment to pick-up the stupid paper that i had forgotten to bring with me.

suddenly, my phone started to ring a strange ring. i looked and it was w***y. i answered the phone, with an obviously teary voice. she asked me what was wrong and i told her. i asked her if she would take a photo of the order and email it to me.

w***y saved the day for me. the photo of the order worked and i was able to get my ultrasound that day. i felt very grateful for the help of my friend and for the universe that interceded on my behalf!! w***y never calls me!!

anyway, this photostrip is a compilation of the nature around the imaging center, the people waiting inside of it, and the struggle between a drunk woman and a police officer. i believe that it was the officer that had the worse day, because that woman behaved horribly, spitting on him and saying vile things to him.

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beck has two turn tables and a microphone…

…i have two spectacular sunrises and a coffee mug…

this is what buggs and i see on most mornings…some kind of spectacular sunrise…all with different colors, shapes, and patterns.

the two good things about the desert are the sunrises and the sunsets…

an early morning at the barkpark…

…yesterday was the first time in two weeks that buggs has gone to the dog park, as he had kennel cough and was on antibiotics.

that morning, i told him where we were going, but he was not as excited as he would usually be. i think that it had been “so long” that he didn’t necessarily believe me and was being cautiously optimistic.

as we drove with the windows partially down, i watched his nose get more and more intrigued and excited by the scents that were in the air. when we were about a block away, he shot up, looked out the window, and stuck his nose out of the crack.

he absolutely knew where we were. he was up and dancing on his seat and “talking” chihuahua quietly, as if preparing what to say before greeting his friends. he hopped out of the car and immediately began pulling me to the little dog yard.

as we approached, i saw more little dogs in there than i had ever seen before. my god, there must have been upwards of seventy-five furry, little pups. buggs was so excited that he actually allowed himself to enjoy the little dogs for awhile, putting goading the big dogs to chase him along the fenceline out of his mind.

it was difficult to keep an eye on him with so many other dogs around. however, i can always pick my boy’s unique bark and chihuahua chatter. he was running and then would stop to lick ice and then lie down in the shade. he was panting like a wild dog.

watching dogs interact and play is such a joyful and jubilant experience. they are generally so happy to great and see one another. buggs is funny. he’ll do the standard meet and greet of butt sniffing, but then he gives a “come on and chase me,” chihuahua chirp…and, it’s off to the races.

all in all, it was a great morning. you can never go wrong with dogs or the dog park…that’s some potently good therapy.