Looking Up

The little Yorkie from down the road had come to visit, again. My dog was delighted. They make the strangest pair.

She’s three kilograms of fluff and fun; He’s twenty two kilograms of boisterous activity.

And yet, somehow, they just seem to get along so very well that he won’t eat his breakfast until she has dropped by and eaten her share first.

Yes. Can you believe that?

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Beauty Despite the Storm

The sky was dark and warnings had been issued. 
Around here, we don’t get hurricanes or tornadoes – and an earthquake is unheard of.
No snow in the Winter either, and yet we melt from the humidity in Summer.

But hail. Ah yes, hail. It does so much damage. A storm warning is usually issued because of it. And that was yesterday.

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