ramblings from an arkansas farm girl
Lucy and Annabelle had a weekend guest! Chester from Dallas visited with his people, Harold and Gale. Although it had been a year since the canine friends had been together, they picked right up where they’d left off. Chester stole Annabelle’s rawhide, and Annabelle got upset.Continue Reading
Lucy and Annabelle go to the library. The Little Free Library, that is. We have a handful in our neighborhood, and since we go for several walks each day, we often drop books off when library inventory is low. Spreading the love, that’s what we’re doing. Thanks to donations from our friends, we have lots of books to share with other neighborhood libraries.
Lucy and Annabelle prefer books about animals, especially dogs. The Poky Little Puppy is a favorite. Take it from a poky little schnauzer (Lucy), reading is fun.Continue Reading
On the day before the last day of summer, Lucy and Annabelle went to Wilson Park. The weather was perfect, as you might imagine Autumn-Eve-Eve to be. Wilson Park, Fayetteville’s oldest park, is a 22.75-acre oasis within walking distance of our house. And, a river runs through it. Well, actually a creek—Scull Creek. As Lucy and Annabelle stood watching from the bridge above, it was as though they understood the immenseness of the place beyond our spot in the Ozark Mountains—that the water beneath them would join the Illinois River and eventually flow into the Gulf of Mexico. The world is astonishing, even for dogs.
Especially for these dogs.Continue Reading
