The holiday guests have moved on–Ballet Lady (a.k.a. my mother-in-law) has gone back to Florida, and my sister and her daughter have left to visit other relatives.
My morning began at 11:30, and now, an hour later, I’m drinking coffee and watching the dogs destroy Santa. It’s fine by me. Santa gave himself in effigy to the dogs, and they’re only doing what comes naturally to them.
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Christine Swint’s poems have appeared in Calyx, Birmingham Poetry Review, Slant, a Journal of Poetry, Tampa Review, Heron Tree, Ekphrasis, and others. Her poems have been nominated for the Pushcart Prize, Best of the Net, and Best New Poets, and she has won first place prizes from the Georgia Poetry Society and Agnes Scott College. Her first collection, Swimming This, was published in 2015 by FutureCycle Press. She teaches first-year composition at a metro-Atlanta university and writes about poetry, art, hiking, and yoga at Balanced on the Edge, https://balancedonedge.blog
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2 thoughts on “Lazy Morning Turns Into Afternoon”
Clearly, the party is over. My dog has gone berserk with a series of newly-acquired toys. The animals are still feeling the weird holiday vibe, but have almost settled back into their eat-play-sleep-eat-play-sleep routine.
My videos of the dogs posted from my iPhone don’t show up on this blog! Drat. I’m thinking of ditching the self-hosted stuff and switching to old-fashioned, free WordPress.