From the Series: Life on Dog Hill “Elvis has left the building,” is what I texted my realtor Steve Doyle, owner of NewStone Realty after I pulled out of the Dog Hill driveway for the last time. Just a few hours earlier, he had stopped by only to find me taking a break...
I’m afraid of a lot of things. I’m afraid of mice, my dog slipping her harness and running down the highway, and tornados. I’m also afraid of failure and rejection, but who isn’t? We are all afraid of something, but we all have the ability to...
From the Series: Life on Dog Hill I’m not one to lounge in the sun, but when it comes to moon basking, I’m there. Like last night when I staked out a nice spot next to a bonfire to admire the beautiful full moon as she rose so elegantly into the night sky. I couldn’t...
From the Series: Life on Dog Hill I watched as Cameron scrapped the tile on the bathroom floor. Methodical in action, his eyes focused intently on the task, but he spoke easily, occasionally pausing with his blade in his hand to make eye contact and add presence to...
From the series: Life on Dog Hill Things are hopping here on the Hill. In the last few days I’ve had a new roof, skylight, gutters, and downspouts installed, and the wood floors on the main floor are being refinished as I type! Additionally, I’ve found a plumber to...
From the Series: Life on Dog Hill “Alexa, give me a quote,” I commanded. Without hesitating, she responded. Knowledge is no use unless put into practice. by Anton Chekhov I thought about her quote and how it might apply to my life. Humph. What’s she trying to tell...
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