At The Table In My Sunroom: Weelll...not so fast

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Weelll...not so fast

The aforementioned, well loved, but declared nearly dead pet has made an astounding recovery. After vets proclaimed he had hours to live, with a bleeding and ulcerated spleen, Lisbon rebounded. He's up on his feet, eating well, even frisking around. Just goes to show you... that's why I'm not ready to sign a living will just yet.

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JoJanuary 14, 2011 at 1:50 PM
How absolutely wonderful to click onto a blog and read good news...! You just made my day. :-)
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Eleonora BaldwinJanuary 15, 2011 at 5:19 PM
Finally one good piece of smile material! Bravo for Lisbon and a cheerful CIAO to you.
(I have been lurking but not missing)

Hugs and wishes for bundles of laughter in the new year,

Lola xx
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Joanna JenkinsJanuary 16, 2011 at 7:47 PM
Well that's good news! So glad things improved for your sweet pup.
Cheers, jj
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Thanks for visiting. I love having you at my table with me.

A time has come in my life to reach into another place, to reach into a cobwebbed and stiff part of my brain - the creative part. And then, maybe to take what I find to hold it out to share. You see, I have never been creative (and am still not, you might say); I have experienced the world analytically. I now see there is so much more to the world than that.

This started with an idea to write a photo-journal to myself. In that journal, I would write and take photos of details to CONTEMPLATE the numerous sparkles of life I have around me, and CAPTURE them to last. So here I am, come join me....

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

"The Road Less Travelled" by Robert Frost

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Weelll...not so fast

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