By the summer of 1905, Holmes was for all intents and purposes a new man. I say this with hesitation. True; however it may have been, Holmes still fought the black dog. She would just let him be. Always checking that the path to him was clear of any obstructions. Lizzie would smile when sheContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”
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My last weight loss journey: coming home
I’ve touched on this before. When I get home, I just want to cuddle with my dog as we sit on the couch. But no, something always needs attention. Here’s my new goal. As the weather gets colder, outside work will become less and less but here’s to trying. Before I set down, I needContinue reading “My last weight loss journey: coming home”
Winter Season
Chester Chester; Chet to everyone that knew him, had asked Oscar several times if he wanted to look around. His answer was always no. Chet would laugh at him for a moment and move on to something else. Oscar’s thoughts turned to his friend for a moment. Chet was a wonderful friend and a greatContinue reading “Winter Season”
The Snake and The Rabbit
I was taken aback by his complement. “When can I see her?” Holmes asked. “Give us half hour.” He turned to me, “would you like to help?” “I would be honored.” “Dr. Watson will come get you.” We moved her from surgery to a bed where she could wake up on her own. I wentContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”
My last weight loss journey; lunch time
I used to walk on my lunch break. It’s no fun walking by yourself. Now that the weather is getting cooler, I might start back. Maybe go to the dog park? I’d be burning gas to get there. Plus, how sad would Cheekie be if I went to the dog park without him? I couldContinue reading “My last weight loss journey; lunch time”
Winter Season
The Morrison House Oscar was lounging on his couch gazing out the window at the cold landscape in front of him. A sudden pop from the fireplace brought his attention back into the room. Back to warmth and reality. When he gathered there wasn’t any danger from the fire, he returned his gaze back outside.Continue reading “Winter Season”
The Snake and The Rabbit
Late one evening in early October, I came into the parlor to find Holmes exceedingly hostile. “Did you know?” He whispered. The look upon his face gave cause for my blood to run cold. It created a full body shiver. I proceeded with the greatest caution. “About what?” Then he screamed at me as ifContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”
Anti-self
When I was a little girl my mother would tell me, “if you look at yourself in the mirror too long, you’ll turn into a monkey.” That thought flickered across my mind as I stood looking at myself in the full length floor mirror. It is one of those that you would see in aContinue reading “Anti-self”
The Snake and The Rabbit
“But I fail to see how that could stop you. Love is the most powerful emotion I know.” “Watson.” “Do not Watson me.” She stood again, “soon you will know why. You will have the answer to your problem.” She turned to walk away, stopped, and then turned toward me again. “Watson, you will findContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”
How much?
Dreams are amazing. I love what happens to us when we dream. It’s like a mess of images someone tried to put in order for your viewing confusion. Last night, I was at a fast food restaurant. A burger was in my hand. A man brings every side in the restaurant to me. Lines themContinue reading “How much?”
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