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My mind was full of words today, between my own writing and my work writing, so full that it distracted me from life, and from the lingering cold, as well as the aches and pains in my bones. Yes, my bones crave a warmer climate, which is dimly visible in a fog on the far distant horizon of my future. The day I took this shot, it was May, but so incredibly blustery and rainy and cold that it felt like winter. Kelsea and I hadn’t brought sweatshirts with us on this trip because it was MAY, for heaven’s sake, and we had quite a time finding some to buy. We didn’t find any in this incredibly creepy thrift shop, but it was an adventure looking.

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Milwaukee, Wisconsin.

Quote of the Day: “Once we recognize our shadow’s existence we must resist the enticing step of going with its flow.” — Karl Malantes

Daily gratitudes:
Vintage five-window pickup trucks
New opportunities for MKL
My phone conversation with Kelsea this afternoon
Blue skies
Refusing to scrape the ice off my car (and not driving) during this storm – the sun melted it today

 

I love pugs. Kelsea and I love pugs. Though we missed it this year, last year we went to Milwaukee to attend Pugfest, which was magnificent. I learned that I need a lot faster lens to capture these scrumptious little dogs in action, but I did get a few classic shots. Since I had a horrible day today, and was treated to some excellent puppy therapy from a stranger, I wanted to share a puppy (or two) (or three) with you tonight.

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Pugfest, Milwaukee, Wisconsin.

Quote of the day: “This is an important lesson to remember when you’re having a bad day, a bad month, or a shitty year. Things will change: you won’t feel this way forever. And anyway, sometimes the hardest lessons to learn are the ones your soul needs most. I believe you can’t feel real joy unless you’ve felt heartache. You can’t have a sense of victory unless you know what it means to fail. You can’t know what it’s like to feel holy until you know what it’s like to feel really fucking evil. And you can’t be birthed again until you’ve died.”  —  Kelly Cutrone

Daily gratitudes:
Shanti, the service Corgi
Tears
Determination
Fixing things
Christmas music
Strength
Not confronting the asslady who cut me off this morning
A temporary (?) computer fix

As I said yesterday, I’m going to keep sharing flower pictures until the start of spring to hasten things along. See? I’m a woman of my word.

Milwaukee, Wisconsin.

Daily quote: “Keep your eyes on the stars and your feet on the ground.”  —  Theodore Roosevelt

Daily gratitudes:
Leisurely mornings
Playing basketball with Kelsea
The LoveSac
My white elephant teapot
How happy the cat is to see me when I get home
Giggles

Photo title: Pug Love

Milwaukee, Wisconsin.  (Kelsea’s hand and Queenie.)

Quote of the day: “The right time is any time that one is still so lucky as to have.”  —  Henry James

Daily gratitudes:
The sound of cars on rain-slick streets
My windchimes
Anniversaries
The cat sleeping in the crook of my knees
The compassion of my daughter

Kelsea and I are here in soft and grey Milwaukee.  While not exactly an impulse weekend, it was an impulsive time to go away as we are moving so soon, but I think it will do us both good.  We are that sort of people, who need to see something new when stress levels are high.

Arriving last night after what was a remarkably short flight, we only got slightly lost on our way to our hotel, the County Clare Inn.  I thought I would indulge her love of Ireland by staying someplace Irish-ish, and sure enough, the check-in girl had a lovely Irish lilt to her voice.  Our little room is lovely, with a big whirlpool tub and a comfy bed.

Dinner was yum – salmon and spinach.  I never take pictures of food, but it was so pretty!

Our waiter, who had lived all over, has adopted a touch of the brogue in his accent.  I’ve never met someone with such a tin ear.  We followed up dinner with darts in the game room and then collapsed.

My sister was supposed to come up to meet us, but her littlest sweet girl got sick in the middle of the night, so I don’t know if she’ll make it.  I hope so. 

We’re off to explore and will keep you posted.

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