This photo was taken at Longwood Gardens in Pennsylvania on a trip a couple of years ago. For me it conjures feelings of satisfaction, deep breathing, and connecting with nature. There’s a sense that in meditation (formal or informal) we are one with everything, it’s a solitude, and yet the very opposite of solitude. The beautiful paradox of alone: not alone. Inside and outside, alone and not alone. Kinda hurts my brain.
It’s hard to live in an apartment with a dog. A feisty, silly, still-a-puppy dog named Ajax. Nicknamed Pupper, Ajax Pupperopolis, Ajax Pupperknuckles, Sug (like Sugar), Buddy.
He needs to go to the bathroom. People don’t want him to go to the bathroom. He is a nice dog but he has his needs. I feel bad sometimes and try to get him to go on yucky grass that people don’t care about. Some people do care about yucky grass, and that’s hard to predict, so it’s nice when they leave a sign. Pupper can’t read luckily, or he might feel bad. Poor peeing Pupper.
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