Outside the back door of my department, there’s an access point to the roof. On rainy days, if you stand underneath it, you can hear the rain hitting the hatch door.
Seckel Pear
Before and After
Sunrise
November Sky
The Return of the Schwannoma
The house guest from hell has returned. It’s scheduled for eviction on Friday. I’m crossing my fingers and toes that the surgery goes well, because while she’s in pretty good health, she’s an OLD LADY dog, and old dogs just aren’t as sturdy as young ones. In the meantime, she’s being spoiled rotten. I’ve also scheduled some time off work next week, so that I can stay home with her.









