I write sometimes. Nothing spectacular, just my sort of a learning lab.
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Random things I learn from my dog, Fletch. Part III: Take a Walk
Take a walk, friend. Change it up. Move your paws, nose the ground. Run it 'round and 'round, like a Hoover vacuum, over and over and back again. Secrets dangle from the blades of grass, like shimmering drops of morning dew. Stop. Sniff out the stories. Draw in the odiferous. Write your own story in the prickly green. Share it. Life is not a journey to somewhere else. Wag instead in the wideness of now.