Posts tagged "fire"


I LOVE the fact that I have a wood burning fireplace and parents w/ oak trees that are in need of cutting or are dying because of the drought a year ago… I moved Lexi’s “downstairs” bed to just besides the fireplace… Normally, it’s not a popular move, but she hopped right in.  Hopefully, that’s a sign it IS just the weather.  #dogs #fire #winter #lexi
February 28th, 2013

I LOVE the fact that I have a wood burning fireplace and parents w/ oak trees that are in need of cutting or are dying because of the drought a year ago… I moved Lexi’s “downstairs” bed to just besides the fireplace… Normally, it’s not a popular move, but she hopped right in. Hopefully, that’s a sign it IS just the weather. #dogs #fire #winter #lexi

January 10th, 2013

Dazzling Flame

Just Visible began
Soul to soul
As a spark.
Laughter fanned the smoking embers
From Dull to Cherry.
Deep Orange raged into Clear,
While neither of us paid steady attention,
As caring took hold.
The smoldering inferno
Gave way to admittance that neither of us
Could control Whitish White.
But only through time and devotion
Does a flame turn from
Bright to Dazzling:
The unextinguishable glow
Where every truth is exposed
By blinding light
Burning two souls into one.

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- bethany

3 January 2013

December 29th, 2012

I toasted two marshmallows at once, but only used one… when I went back to retrieve the other, it was gone… 

Lexi currently has a bit of toasty marshmallow to the side of her mouth embedded in her hair… and when I asked her about it, she gave her default “I am ashamed” look… which is her looking to the side and repeated questions are met with the head down…she averts her eyes.  Sometimes, when I’m angry with her because she’s done something she shouldn’t have, she looks at me with this precious look and it’s like she’s saying, “just beat me, Mom… I can take it… just hit me, because you being disappointed in me is worse than getting spanked.” 

(She NEVER gets spanked or hit, and she is one of the best behaved dogs - something most people comment on when they meet her, right after they offer to take her off my hands if I ever need anyone to…)

I guess I don’t have to ask if she likes marshmallows… I don’t think she likes how they get stuck in her hair, though…