More fog. This fence row borders our property. Shot facing South. The second is a cropped section of the first and edited with a bit more light. If you have an opinion or can educate me about these photos, I'm open.
"Howard Cosell comes in off the porch where he's been lying with his chin on his paws, hoping that Brian might miss the bus and come back home but knowing gloomily that he won't. He looks up at McQuaid, wondering if he can have some burrito, too. A little bit of burrito would go a long way toward easing the pangs of loneliness." Not only is Howard Cosell an absolutely brilliant name for a Basset Hound (!) but what a terrific expression of canine angst - and a life lesson. Pass me a bite of burrito...
OK. It didn't take me an entire year to compose this. Most of a year, sure. But, less than 12 full months. And, I think I've found a title for the blog. Well, something about Tripping to School. It doesn't make a whole lot of sense on its own, but refers to the blessed 12 minutes I get to myself each day as I drive home from dropping my son off to catch the bus to his new school. At the beginning of the year it was even more miraculous because our district superintendent hadn't organized the neighboring district to provide transportation (to yet a third district!) and so I had a 30 minute drive for contemplation and soaking in the scenery. Now I have less transportation expense but less private time. Anyway, in keeping with this inspired title (the school title not the Post 2 title - which is way weak), I will be using this blog to record those random thoughts and inspiring views. You may be brighter than I was cou...
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