A Long Weekend

The saying "long weekend" can be taken in a few different ways... it could mean that you have an extra day off from work to enjoy your freedom, or it could mean that the weekend passed like molasses running up a hill in January. My weekend doesn't fit either description. It went by really fast, but I only had one day off. I love working at Bearcamp Garden, but it does make things a little crazy on the homefront. So much to do, so much laundry, so much dog walking and only so little time. 

It was a good weekend and I'm sad to see it go. I'm not quite ready to go back to school tomorrow. There are many more things I would like to get accomplished in my own life, but those will have to wait for next weekend. 

I am off now to feed my puppies and take them out, and then go celebrate my grandfather's birthday. It's a birthday filled week this week. Today is my grandfather's, tomorrow is Revlon's, Wednesday is Lucy's, Thursday is my sister-in-law's and Friday is JT's who I might add was named after my grandfather - James Theodore. 

Remember to cover up and close your windows tonight. There's a good chance of frost! Yuck!

An owl calls

in the distance. 

She echoes the question

lodged in my heart.

"Who? Who?"

"Who? Who?"

Though I know

not to get too far ahead

of myself

I can't stop

my thoughts.

They are farther ranging

than migratory butterflies,

and I worry

that like the monarchs,

they'll reach their destination

only to die

in paradise

and never return

from whence they came.