These boots are made for walking, and that’s just what they’ll do
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.

— These Boots are Made for Walkin’, Nancy Sinatra

I took the long way to buy my lunch today. Walking along the railroad tracks — the same tracks I used to run along back in the day — are these poppies. The way the midday sunlight shines down on them makes me smile.

Here’s hoping you had a great day.

Although I didn’t attend the Ash Wednesday Mass, I decided I wanted to give up something anyway. This year, I gave up my daily ritual of buying an almond milk latte with added ghee from the yoga studio after my morning practices.

I did not give up coffee all together. I still have coffee. In fact, I still have almond milk lattes (without added ghee, that I make myself).

I’m not a bad barista, if I do say so myself. Just look at the smile on theMAN (aka Larry)’s face. It seems to say delicious.

Ronin will be 9 years old tomorrow. NINE!

I remember when we first got this guy. It was at the lowest-low of my grief journey. I rescued a HUGE 10 month old flatcoat retriever: a 100 lb puppy.

Being a puppy, he did puppy things such as dig up my yard and chew up things (like my favorite sundress). Meanwhile, the boy who I’d hoped would be home more was still running around town getting into mischief.

Fortunately, he is now a fantastic and lovable dog. These days, his worst shenanigans is his ear infections.