I took the first picture of my dog’s poop a few years ago.
Really guys. All I can smell is basil.
I’m fairly certain it’s a blade of grass. But I have no idea where it came from.
It is so useful, yet so under re-utilized. Or, that’s just what I think as a New Yorker concerned about trash and recycling rules.
We had just walked in the door from a family road trip. The mood: generally happy. Also: one wrong move … More
Ozzy met his new cousin, Axel, on Christmas day. That morning, I snagged the gem on the right. And that … More