Showing posts with label Thanksgiving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thanksgiving. Show all posts
Thursday, November 24, 2016
Idiomatic
Glenmorangie, a Scottish word for giving-thanks, I think.
Labels:
Language,
Life,
Lingua Franca of the Spirit,
Scotch,
Thanksgiving,
Water,
Whisky
Tuesday, March 22, 2016
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
Motley
She's a bit of a worrier these days, poor dear. And we'd just spent about an hour together, she sleeping on my lap and me reading, but those eyes call for more and more, don't you think?
Thursday, November 28, 2013
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Duck, Duck, Goose . . . .
On the way to morning coffee.
A year ago, I was kayaking in the Bay off Berkeley, but this is quite fine too.
Thanksgiving, 2010.
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