The Daily Post Nostalgia
My Poodle 1995 CKatt
In Memory of My Faithful Poodle
We were walking in the Wieland
Hoar frost covered everything –
The green grass and trees sparkled
Crisp with ice.
In a rare moment, the poodle stopped
as if in contemplation of the world
transformed.
This lovable, happy, being
brought immense joy, humor and understanding
to my frozen world and my life.
Thanks for stopping by my kitchen.
Have a peaceful day where ever you are.
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About kunstkitchen
Visual artist and writer hunting words, languages, visions, and insight in my kitchen - connecting Art (Kunst) and culture and slow food cooking. Credits: Do not own a microwave oven and never have. Do not own a food processor. Chopped veggies in a Zen monastery for a weekend. (Seriously) Classically trained artist. Paint and draw with traditional materials. Live in the Northland where it's six months of winter. Appreciate the little things in life. Sharing food and art experiences and the lessons that my talented and generous friends have given me.
Lump in throat; can’t talk.
Me too…thanks
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I understand that relationship so well. Thank you for sharing your sentiments.
Linda, I know how much you miss your Digger.
our pets are more human than humans…beautiful tribute
Thanks…I miss her still.