Uncategorized

October 24, 2015

Day 2: embarking

  
Day 2 of green goo food went some better. I mixed it less soupy and Blue considered eating a little longer before walking away. 

In other news, the boys, their overnight friends and I ate still warm krispy kreme donuts and watched The Goldbergs on TV. Both xboxes are in full swing now. [Written to the sound of trash talk and blaster fire.] Blue is curled up zzzz’ing next to Travis on the love seat dreaming of the canned soft food he hopes will magically appear in his bowl again. Maybe.

Round two of donut eating will begin soon when my friend and two more boys arrive anytime now. Happy Saturday! 

Ocrober 24, 2015

October 23, 2015

embark

  

I just made a bowl of green goo for Blue. He’s not so interested. He tentatively tasted it and looked at me like, “Are you serious?!” Smells like fish food. I’m thinking not too, even though the vet recommended it. This dog. He keeps circling back to his bowl hoping it’ll be less green and more like the canned soft food he’s been eating in convalescence. [Brought to you by The Honest Kitchen, the just add water astronaut food for dogs.]

September 19, 2015

stating the obvious

As Blue and I step out our front door a teenage girl wheeling by says with a smile, “What a beautiful dog.” I reply, “Thanks. You have a unicycle.” She smiles wider and cycles on her way while the dog and I walk the other. As we circle the block, our paths again crisscross, and we share another smile. First time I’ve seen her and her unicycle in our neighborhood. Quite unexpected. Rather wonderful. This glimmer of circus flair among the beige houses.

September 19, 2015

July 5, 2015

Our Stories: 33 Janean Baird

#33 in The Crayon Diary’s Our Stories series is about Blue dog and me. Thank you, J. Timothy Quirk for creating this portrait in art and words.

jtimothyquirk's avatarThe Crayon Diary

33 Janean Baird poem

Janean Baird is part of “Team Awesome” a group of friends who met on Twitter. Although we were from different parts of North America (friends in Canada, in central NY, in western NY, in Alabama, Janean’s from Illinois and I’m in CT) we formed a tight knit supportive community.

Janean writes about her family, often writing about Blue, her German Shepherd and the walks they take under the moonlight.  Her blog is  Turquoise Tangles

After you see her work LIKE HER TURQUOISE TANGLES FB PAGE HERE!

janean 1

In 2012 I created a format to showcase some of the talent our team had and called it the “Collected Works of Awesome”. You can find it on SCRIBD here!  This is Janean’s poem (and photo).

at-days-end-1

When I started Nutmeg Chatter I also reached out to Janean and she permitted one of her poems to be used with another team member’s photo…

View original post 259 more words

April 16, 2015

canine compliment

It happened again just now. A silver pest control truck slowed down and a silver haired mustachioed man said, “THAT is a beautiful dog.” I said, “Thank you” with a smile and he drove on. I turned to Blue, standing beside me in the driveway, and told him he is handsome. Traffic stopping handsome even. He’s a sweet one too. My faithful canine companion. Woof.

April 16, 2015

February 19, 2015

puppy love

IMG_5749-1.JPG

New girl on the block, Daisy, is crazy for Blue.
ooo la la
woof
*nose touch*
Then me, dragging him away from her fence, after he tugs me to hurry up and get there.
They don’t feel the cold.
Must be LOVE.
That’s amore.
Puppy kind.
woof

February 19, 2015
[Weather Note: at 10:00am the air temperature is 3*F, but “feels like” -15*F in central Illinois.]

February 10, 2015

Tuesday Art Discovery: at the day’s end

My poem, “at day’s end,” is paired with one of Karen Glosser’s photographs for “Tuesday Art Discovery” on Nutmeg Chatter. I am honored to be part of this collaboration. Thank you, J. Timothy Quirk, for promoting the Arts. ~Janean

jtimothyquirk's avatarNUTMEG CHATTER

at days end 1

The Nutmeg Chatter Tuesday Art Discovery is a portion of Nutmeg Chatter curated by editor-in-chief J. Timothy Quirk. The Discovery highlights a specific work, whether a poem, photograph, visual art, short story, video or song and the creators of the work do not have to be located in Connecticut to be considered.

Today’s Art Discovery merges the work of two distinct creators who reside in different states. The poem was authored by Janean Baird in Illinois. The photograph was created by Karen Glosser in Western New York.

Janean Baird is an artist, poet and daydreamer residing in central Illinois; her work has been exhibited in murals in Uptown Normal, Illinois and Bloomington, Illinois. Her artwork is available through the Main Gallery 404, Inc. in Bloomington, IL and by contacting Janean directly with commissions accepted.  Baird’s poetry can be found on her site TURQUOISE TANGLES and her popular Tumblr site: Tuquoise Tangles tumblr blog.

View original post 149 more words

October 26, 2014

getting unstuck

Sitting at my kitchen table
Still in pjs
Drinking coffee
Blue on guard in the backyard
[quietly]
Boys voices drifting up
[talking over video game sounds]

I took a long hot soaking bath with a light book yesterday
Had a good day but was tired and fried
That helped
A lot
I’ll do it again
I forget to
Best of all woke up early [4:40a] but fell back asleep until 7a
Bliss

[PAUSE]

Dog woofed
He jumped the crooked bent ineffective wire mesh garden fence and got stuck
Out of leash but also the leash clasp was caught around the edge of the fence
Stuck
Unclipped him
Bent fence down enough he could jump
Loved him
He scared himself
For today anyway
He followed me in
Muddy paws which he hates having touched
Got a layer of dirt off
My house is nowhere near spotless
Ever
A little garden dirt won’t hurt

Poured the last of my coffee
Not rushing anywhere today
I am so thankful for lack of rush

October 26, 2014
A diary of my Sunday morning moments that occurred between 8:18a and 8:51a today. I can pinpoint the timing so exactly because this is an excerpt of an email reply I sent to my cousin. On a wild whim decided to share this snippet from my life here too. I’ve been quiet in my public writing spots. Have needed to be. Still do. ~Janean