Itchy But(t)

It’s a beautiful spring day, well, technically, it’s still winter. My attention is drawn to the chirping birds, the greening grass, the teeny tiny buds, the warmth of the sun on my back. I pause, periodically, to let Maci do her dog thing — sniffing, peeing, pooping. Sometimes, when we are simply walking together, and … Continue reading Itchy But(t)