a glimpse
This is fantastic: I know I’ve said it before, but birds flying into my peanut butter fingerprinted and slobbery dog nose streaked windows is enough to make me doubt Darwinism. Cathy
Tag: flying
Blog a Bear Workshop
As one of about a half dozen bloggers not going to Blogher, I’m currently lacking for anything to write about. Let’s see: my five year old learned to ride his bike without training wheels. He could have done this last summer, it was a confidence issue, but I’m glad and sad at the same time. […]
Awesome guy.
Old and grey with a flour sack cape Tied all around his head He’s still jumpin’ off the garage And will be till he’s dead All these years the people said He’s actin’ like a kid He did not know he could not fly So he did He’s one of those who knows that life […]