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A Great Dog Living His Almost-Best, Yet Best, Life

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This is our cockapoo dog, Finnegan. He is almost ten years old, and he is a wonderful companion.

As he looked out at the new surroundings on our last vacation, I wonder what he thought. Probably along the lines of….”What is that? Is that a creature? I want to go down there and get it. If this wood just wasn’t in the way. Is it time for treats? Where is Mom and Dad? What was that?” Or maybe he was just content and happy. I love to think about what he thinks.

He loves to run free off-leash, but on vacation and in strange places, it’s not safe for him to do that. So that’s why I say ‘almost-best.’ Yet, that leash and those deck railings provide him safety. Which gives him his ‘best life,’ full of pets, rubs, treats, reliable dog food and water, walks, ball playing, car rides, and comfy beds to sleep on practically all day and night.

Note to self: the things I see as restrictions can sometimes be working for my good. Hmmm…much to ponder now. Which I like.

Love, Lisa

The Solo Seabird

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This is the somewhat true story of an older seagull that resides somewhere in the vicinity of Pemaquid, Maine.

He had always been active. He loved to fly, to fish, to dive, to compete with the young gulls for the choice bits of food. But time passed, and he realized that he didn’t feel the need any more to overachieve. His wings and feet were a little cranky, and he felt happy just walking up and down Pemaquid Beach on a quiet day. He occasionally flew and got his food, but mostly, he walked and looked and was.

And he was happy.

The younger seabirds shook their heads and thought, “We will never be old and boring like that.”

But he wasn’t boring; he was just happy with his beach.

I watched this bird for a long time as I sat on Pemaquid Beach a few weeks ago. And as I watched him walk along the shoreline, I hoped sincerely that he wasn’t injured. I couldn’t see anything untoward. Mostly, he just seemed content and happy.

Enjoy your day; enjoy your beach.

Blessings, Lisa

Yearning Soul

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The yearning is strong in that one, they said

She always is wishing and striving for what? they shook their head

She thinks too much, she’s too strung up

She just needs to be happy and content and shut up

But she is happy in her way, and she loves to think

She feels like the wind, just whipping along

To whatever new beauty the world has in store

She ponders, then lights, then moves on

The only way to create is feel the push and discontent growing within

Then let it out and enjoy the rush

Of the newness, the freshness, the hope and joy

The yearning soul who longs to see

A bit of heaven on earth, a bit of God that we

All have in our souls to create and to yearn

For something better, something Him, something beautiful.

c2023 Lisa Lyons