….EXPEDITED, no less! Thanks to the Fiset family, and especially my sister-friend, Val, for sending a care package. It arrived safe and sound on our front door step and Max-Man (as I call him) or Maxfield (as my father calls him) is grateful. Recouping from an injury isn’t easy. It’s especially difficult keeping an ‘enthusiastic’ breed cloistered in a house all day. He is offered simple leash walks after a lifetime of exploration and boundless expression of the most agile, speedy and remarkable variety. He looks at me with those big brown eyes, and I imagine him saying, “And it’s come to this???” Max is delighted with the mail. And I’m grateful for the generosity of my family. Thank you!
My readers might take note that my writing has been limited these several months while I’ve served a four month contract, teaching an awesome group of grade threes. My guess is that as I venture into the summer months, there will be more painting and more writing than I even imagined because Max and I will be limited in regards to our outdoor discoveries. Close to home, we’ll be venturing into the world of home repairs, studio time and quiet evenings on the back deck.
In the meantime…here is an archive of Max’s reactions. And then, we’ll be putting on the leash and getting out for a late afternoon stroll.