Freya leaned the right side of her body against the deck railing while I combed the undercoat on her left side. During the holidays, I’d neglected to brush her thick coat regularly, and she was sprouting tufts of fur. “Good girl, Freya, good girl,” I said as she...
For you, O Lord, are good and forgiving, abounding in steadfast love to all who call upon you. Psalm 86:5 (ESV) The coffee machine beeps, and the dogs stir. It’s 5 am and the beginning of another day of catching up on the news and emails, tending the dogs, preparing...
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