Autumn colors
Whenever I need to recharge - the mountain helps me to, in no time at all.
Till We Meet Again, Sweet Phife
She was found along the road, a 4th of July weekend, broken legs and all. She was brought home to heal. In no time at all, she ran the family. A tiny package of mighty chihuahua. When Duane showed up last year - she let him know in short order who ran the pack. It was the funniest thing to see that giant dog cower to little Phife. I will always remember the Christmas Eve dinner at our old home. The elder bunch of siblings and spouses gathered around the table after the meal. Phife dressed in her red velvet, white fluffy trim and rhinestone finest. She rested on my lap. My sisters other half wanted to get up and stretch his legs. Phife eyed him with disapproval. She scanned the room to note no one else was getting up from the table. She gave him a commanding bark to sit down and Mike did. I was sarcastically mimicking her voice - "sit down, I don't see anyone else getting up". We all had a good chuckle as Mike sat down and acquiesced. I told him, "get up, don't...
Beautiful, you are truly blessed:))
ReplyDeleteThe mountains do have that ability.
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