Older son checked in to report he’d been hit by a pickup truck while riding his bicycle to work, no serious damage done. It left me feeling that contradiction in the empty nest where you still feel so protective of those dearest ones who no longer live close enough for you to mother.
Jack the bulldog was tied up outside my studio when he spotted the neighborhood skunk coming around the corner. Luckily I was able to grab the Jack’s leash before Mr. Skunk had time to turn and take aim, leaving me holding onto 45 pounds of “I want it NOW”, as he walked away a bit huffily.