3/14/11

Huntsville, AL

This picture was taken in my home town. 

I used to drive down these roads with the windows down,

the breeze twisting my hair

Van Morrison's Moondance on the radio.

Breathing in the smell of

  dog wood and cow manure.

The warm sun in your face as you drift off into a daydream

Thinking this road will never end

Feeling so lucky to be in this little place 

of comfort 

It will always be with me.

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Mount Sidney, VA

Annalee's first word was "dog"

with a long, drawn out, country O.

She loves Henry

more than us

I think.

But I've been slacking.

I've missed you, buddy.

Since the baby

you've taken a back seat

and I'm sorry

for pushing your slobbery kisses

away.

You deserve love, 

and attention, too,

You big, black, bear of a

DOOOOG.

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