Friday, February 27, 2009

Tracks in the Earth

Sammy and I went to the river. We took the long trail just below Moody Ridge. It was a bit muddy and slippery. Everything was fresh, wet and smelled like cedar, pines and earth. We've been going to all the places the three of us used to go to. Sammy ran off chasing a deer two thirds of the way down the trail, we met up at the river. He doesn't stay away long without you to run with Ceasar. I looked for and found your old tracks at the cave. A beautiful, sunny, crystal clear day. Sammy and I miss you Ceasar.

I was driving home
I turned to say something
You weren't there

Tuesday, February 24, 2009


It's been sixteen days Ceasar. Thirty-three more and then, release.