After The Snow …
– The snow’s so deep! Why don’t you pick up the poor dog and carry it? – It’s a Saint Bernard, ma’am.
– The snow’s so deep! Why don’t you pick up the poor dog and carry it? – It’s a Saint Bernard, ma’am.
Puppy Window at Lex Ave
If you happen to be in Manhattan, you may get the fine idea to take a stroll down Lexington Avenue. If so, you may happen to pass a small shop with big windows on both sides of the entrance, crowded by passer byes rubbing their noses against the glass, looking in. That will be the…
– So, what’s your conception of life fulfillment and self-realization?
Waking up this morning, I see her lying there. Stretched out. Limp. A study of perfect relaxation of all muscles. A handsome little dog, terrier breed, in a confused fur mix of brownish shades. The fan is stirring slowly with a soft hum, passing the bedroom air in diffusion through the light curtains. The radio…