Welcome to the writing desk where I write about my little life, the things I’ve drawn, seen, read, or listened to, and the lessons marking each day I live.
I have missed writing fearlessly. Let us begin here.
Finding Bonnie
“Bonnie! Bonnie!”
I kept calling Bonnie within our vicinity. I checked the usual places she’d be in—the bushes, under the car, in the trellis—but to no avail.