Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Missing you
It's been almost nine months since she left. The ground is thawed and we will be hiking to her favorite stream to scatter her ashes soon. My heart still aches for her cold nose in the palm of my hand, or the way she always smelled like corn chips while she was sleeping.
A spider has reclaimed the dog house, I suppose I should knock down the webs and clean out all her treasured items. Soon.
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2 comments:
My dog smells like corn chips too.
You have a great eye. Your photos are absolutely beautiful.
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