Foundling

My oldest daughter discovered a treasure four days ago.

 

"This isn't what I wanted," she said.

 

But he stole her heart anyway.

No longer hiding under a bush, nor covered with fleas, nor a belly filled with worms.

 

He has a new life now.

 

His name is Rory.

Summer

Hot sticky days still envelop us as the school year draws closer.

 

Before the schedule grows frantic, it's important to take the time to slow down.

To stop and smell the flowers.

To watch nature in it's abundance.

To breath in and breath out.

A/N - photos taken in a Texas community park

Lewis

I remember the day he caught my eye.

I was walking through Hyde Park with a friend when I spotted him across the way.

I was enchanted, walking forward to introduce myself.

I was bold, asking permission to touch him. His hair was silky soft as I caressed him with my fingers.

His long eyelashes framed his brown eyes as he shyly looked away from my camera, while I sought to capture his beauty.

I parted from him reluctantly wishing he was mine.

Lewis is half Poodle and half Siberian Husky