Saturday Morning (Mostly right…)

He is talking about weekends. He describes, lingeringly, the Saturday Morning lie-in. Drowsing, love-making, breakfast in bed. Up, finally, for a coffee and a leaf through the papers. A long bath. Then choices, choices: shopping, a long walk, a late lunch? An afternoon movie, an art gallery? More sleep? A haircut, a trip to the gym. Read a novel. Dinner with friends, the opera, a party. Sunday morning, more of the same.

Rachel Cusk, A Life’s Work: On Becoming a Mother (Picador, February 17, 2015)


Photo: Wally this morning, joining me in the Saturday Morning lie-In.

Saturday Morning

Got up on a cool morning. Leaned out a window.
No cloud, no wind.
Air that flowers held
for awhile…
So these moments count for a lot—peace, you know.
Let the bucket of memory down into the well,
bring it up.
Cool, cool minutes.
No one stirring, no plans. Just being there.
This is what the whole thing is about.

William Stafford, from “Just Thinking” in Allegiances


Notes:

  • Poem Source, thank you Beth via Alive on All Channels
  • DK Photo @ 5:15am today @ Cove Island Park.  More pictures from this morning’s walk here.

Wally’s Great Adventures (61 – VOLUME UP – I Can See Clearly Now)

hello friends, wally here.  beautiful day in connecticut today. like almost the first day of spring, 61 °F and toasty warm.  sunshiny day with exception of dad (a large dark cloud) who started his ‘eliminate all sugar from his diet” day after his doctor visit…he mumbled something about total bullsh*t, and don’t eat margarine, don’t eat salt, wrong, wrong, and now no sugar. to distract him, we decided to haul the outdoor furniture from the basement to the backyard. i helped a lot, dad said, by staying the h*ll out of the way. i’ve never had a spring day in my short puppy life, but if this is what’s to come, wow, wally is pumped. have a great sunday.  Wally.

TGIF: Wally’s Great Adventures (60 – VOLUME UP – IT’S BEEN A LONG WEEK)

Wally’s Great Adventures (60 – VOLUME UP – IT’S BEEN A LONG WEEK) hello friends, wally here. no funny stories today. no rants on dad and show dog tricks. no cutesy 70’s tunes to wrap this vid. just rest. and yes, i sleep with my eyes open. and yes, i sleep on my back and snore like mom. TGIF. yours truly sleepy Wally.

Wally’s Great Adventures (59 – VOLUME UP – I’M HUNGRY)

hello friends, wally here. been playing with Sully for 2 days, and i’m gassed!  and you know, when you work hard and play hard you get really really hungry, right? well, there’s no breaking the rules in this house, 3 meals a day, 7am, noon and 5pm, and no deviations.  and 1/3 of a cup of puppy chow for each meal, and it has to be level to the top and not heaping. i love mom but she’s a meany-cat and immovable. just look at those pics of me, i’m withering away and you can see my hip bones. this is a dangerous situation. so i decided to share with mom Pearl Jam’s tune “Hunger Strike” so maybe she’d get it or i’m going on a no-more-cute strike. will keep you all posted. have a great evening. yours truly hungry Wally.