Tag Archives: Alberton

Goodbyes and Hillsides

I’d been in a comatose nap, stretched on the downstairs sofa with one dog curled at my feet and the other flopped atop me like a giant, hairy quilt.  It was a dark and cold evening in late October, and … Continue reading

Posted in November 2010 | Tagged , , , , , ,

A Two Dog Bar

We stepped out of the mid-day sunshine and into the small town tavern.  The place smelled like a stale keg, reminiscent of many fine college parties.  Having adjusted to the bar’s cavern lighting, we stooped to pet the two dogs … Continue reading

Posted in May 2009 | Tagged , , , , ,