The clock seems to be spinning like it jumped out of Alice's Wonderland - where did my day go? I still have the screenplay for "Dances With Wolves" to read, an article to write for the local paper, phone calls to make for the youth retreat, and two pages of the opening scene of my screenplay to write...in the correct format. So this post is a return to the calm I felt yesterday morning...
These mini-daisies just sprang up on the front path - the only ones I've seen around here. I don't know what they are and don't have time to find out, but I took the time to capture their image in case they disappear as quickly as they came...
After our walk, Max plopped down in the middle of the road in front of our house. It's almost impossible to get an unblurred picture of him...what you can't see from this is what a goofball big puppy he really is...
Now this is a puppy-dog face - Charly, the old man, such a sweetie.
