Sunday, November 29, 2009

Dog Psalm 17

Fear knocks on the door.
Faith answers.

There was no one there.

Friday, November 27, 2009

Black Friday

Hold my hand rabbit.
Large crowds make me nervous.

Fear not Mouse. I'm right here with you.
Now try and look adorable and purchase-worthy.

Thursday, November 26, 2009


Let there be gravy and community.
Let there be laughter and music.
Let there be feasting and grazing
and generous table scrap giving.

I am grateful for kindness, comfort and care.

Grateful for naps in the big comfy chair.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Dreaming of Elephants

I had a beautiful dream about a friendly elephant

whose "Big Top" was the clothes pin can.
Dreams can come true.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Dog Psalm 16: Three Wise Women

A great wind began to blow and howl.
The night was ink black with one piercing star lighting the way.
The three wise women knew it was time to begin a long journey 
 towards a great unknown. They ventured forth on faith.

They knew they had arrived at their destination when they discovered
the seed babe resting on a birch bark blanket.
Behold. The savior has arrived.
He reaches out for us to tell us
he needs us and to remind us we need him.

I thought he arrived in December.  But it seems he can arrive at anytime.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Has anybody seen cousin, TatteredTail?
I thought I just saw him in here.

I Did, Squirrely.

He was involved in an unfortunate glue gun accident.
He should make a full recovery. 
I saw him resting on the window sill.
- Thanks, Owl. I'll scamper on over.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Dog Psalm 15: The power of Myth


How could a mouse carry that enormous
4 armed

He's hardly 4 inches tall.
He's remarkably sturdy even without feet
but still...
How is it possible? How can I believe?
an agent of transformation.
That's why he wears the fancy coat
and always brings something to offer.

He does smell sacred.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Ikebana not Eukanuba

Who knew?
She said "Ikebana". I thought she meant "Eukanuba" that delicious dog food.
I was being helpful when I brought it to my mat for a good chew.
I was wondering why she didn't tie it up in my KachewKee Wrapper.

The hand said NO. Get Away.
"This Ikebana is for looking. Not snacking."
I think I can remember that.
Pinecone Penguin would like live at your house.

Thursday, November 12, 2009


Hey Tiny Acorn Lady, I hear we are being moved to the flower display in the hallway.
It's that pushy Reindeer isn't it Pine Cone Penguin.  He's always horning in on the centerpieces.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Nature's Bounty

On walks we are always on the look out for interesting shapes,
and little pieces of nature we can carry home and play with.
Here are a few items from this year's gatherings.

This 'nature angel' is made of
pine cone, milkweed pod, acorn and fernpod stems and seeds.
She makes a nice center piece. She is standing on a flower frog.
She was a bit lonely so now she has a twig reindeer friend.

Available to you through my ETSY Shop

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Dog Psalm 14

God is here.
In this stone wall.
In the mind that planned it.
In the hands that made it.
In the earth that it holds.
In the people and animals who pass by
and those who stop to rest or play.
In the rain that will wash it.
In the snow that will fall on it.
In the sun that dries it.
In our moments together.

I find you, Great Spirit, everywhere.
Or is it that you find me? 
I am so grateful for your nearness.

Friday, November 6, 2009

Watchful Frogs

Inside the wrought iron gates of Gladys' Garden -
where dogs are not allowed
resides the watchful frog.

This place no longer is the wild and wondrous raven
Glady's Mom wrote about but it remains a paradise for all those
"working it out" on the East Side in Providence -
The mighty frog is as big as a tricycle
and as wise as a stately centurion elm.
The watchful frog oversees the swings and slide;
reminiscing with the remaining trees about the Barber Tree
and other dear friends gone, the many paths of life and
how they are paved with tiny moments strung together
on the fragile string of memory.

Be watchful.
Wise, if silent, teachers are everywhere.
Trees and statues are just two kinds.
They all want to share with you.

Monday, November 2, 2009

The 'fall back' walk

On this All Souls Day there is dancing.

Beauty everywhere.
The wind drew this image.


Oh look at the texture and contrast!

 The velvety, verdant moss between the warm, worn brick.
It feels even more lovely than it looks!