Thursday, November 2, 2017

Dreaming of Yellowstone

  Friday morning started off 
 peaceful and quiet.
Too quite.
I was just a couple seconds too slow 
as I saw Miss Finnley chop off her pony tail.
We laughed.. and then cried as I carried 
her soft brown hair to the trash. 
A nap time and a couple of snips later 

we were feeling fresh and spunky.

 


The next day, Saturday.
I LOVE Saturdays.
Off the Yellowstone where we shared
fresh air
warm apple cidar
breathtaking views
and an excitement to explore.








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