Miss you still, my beautiful Dallas 11/28/06 – 3/2/20
The summer will bloom into roses,
And laughter will follow your tears;
I linger alone in the shadows
That fell from the beautiful years.
The autumn will shine into harvests,
The grapes will hang purple with wine,
The lark will sing high in the meadow;
The shadow forever is mine…
~Josephine Butterfield Walcott (1840–1906), “Destiny,” World of Song, 1878
Time is like the wind, it lifts the light and leaves the heavy. ~Doménico Cieri Estrada, Mexican writer
I Monkey here.
My mama is beside herself these days with projects, so I’ve volunteered to post on her blog for her.
I know, I’m nice that way.
Take a look at this picture:
There is no night without a dawning
No winter without a spring
And beyond the dark horizon
Our hearts will once more sing…
For those who leave us for a while
Have only gone away
Out of a restless, care worn world
Into a brighter day.~ Helen Steiner Rice, American writer, inspirational and Christian poetry
Dallas, September 2016
This would have been Dallas’s 16th birthday (2006-2020). Rest well, my Sheltie angel!
The leaves, a few weeks ago so green and shiny and sparkling in the sunlight, have turned to yellow, gold, red and brown for the touch of autumn is a magic touch and autumn is in the air. ~Raymond Carlson, “Arizona Highways” magazine
Before Autumn can slip away entirely, I set out to capture some of its beauty. I hope you enjoy these photos as much as I enjoyed snapping them!
I wish you enough good memories to see you through the bad times. ~Pam Brown, Australian poet
Dallas, April 2015
I
Am still
Missing you,
My beautiful
Soul Dog Dallas, and
I guess I always will.
Two years now. You departed
Right as the Pandemic began,
Leaving me sad and broken-hearted.
At last you’re free from pain and misery.
Time really has helped me process the grief
Of your passing, and I must admit
So has the arrival of a
New Sheltie puppy, Monkey.
He’s not you, nor will he
Ever be, but still
It helps to have
A puppy
Under
Foot.
Note: This poetic form is called Double Etheree.
We understand death for the first time when he puts his hand upon one whom we love. ~Germaine de Stael, French-Swiss author
Hi, Everybody!
Dallas here, coming at you from the Rainbow Bridge. On what would have been my 14th earth birthday.
When prayers go up, blessings come down. ~Author unknown
Those who know me well know how hard it’s been for me since my beloved Sheltie Dallas left for the Rainbow Bridge back in March.
Life is change. ~Heraclitus of Ephesus, Greek philosopher
Just a random photo of my Roma tomato plant because I’m blown away at the size of the fruit this year!
I’m back!!
My son Domer was home last week (the first time we’ve gotten together since Christmas!)
Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole. ~Roger Caras, American wildlife photographer and writer
From my last post, you know that my beloved Sheltie Dallas was escorted to the Rainbow Bridge on Monday afternoon.
What you can’t know is how much I miss him.
Me and Dallas on Saturday, Feb. 29, 2020
Dogs have given us their absolute all. We are the center of their universe. We are the focus of their love and faith and trust. They serve us in return for scraps. It is without a doubt the best deal man has ever made. ~Roger Caras, American wildlife photographer and writer
Musings by an ND Domer's Mom 