i wax poetic ~ on mangy mutts and milkmen ~ musing on times past ~ When I was a kid, dogs freely roamed the neighborhood. No leashes or fences to keep them tethered. The whole world was their dog park! That sounds wonderful in a naïve nostalgic way. But, in reality, it meant they were… Continue reading Musings on Mangy Mutts & Milkmen
Tina Stewart Brakebill 