A dog is not a slave, but a friend. It’s important to remember that its shorter life should be rich and full like ours.

Before the daylight/hints its slow return/on death bed winter nights as/brutal gusts spit flakes/upon the sheets/

The island was tiny. As we sailed closer, we smelled the sweet aroma of land. We saw a crowd on the beach.

It must have made my father’s sister very happy when I was born on her 38th birthday in 1926.

I am now an elder — with the good and the bad that go along with that. Thoughts of changing my mode of living have been lurking for some time.

March left us like a lazy lamb but April came in like a loony lion. Its first few days seemed more akin to the start of February.