certain types of things happen often for me..
this is one. this time in a posting..
a single yellow rose.
june 28 was the one year of my golden retriever passing.
i picked him from a litter when he was 8 weeks.
he was the one hiding under a wreck at a salvage yard.
a rescue type thing.
they were not purebred, the guy was just dumping them.
i had no intention of getting a dog.
this was back in my turbo days when i was trying out for human.
he made me laugh when he stuck his nose out from under.
he taught me a lot about just breathing.
he drove me nuts as a puppy.
one day he chewed anything rubber off my 10speed.
even shredded tires and tubes.
i locked him in his kennel all day. i hadn't used it before.
later that night i let him out while I grilled outside.
he got into my flower garden and harvested everything.
then he walked up, tail tucked, and dropped a flower.
a single yellow rose.
it was the most perfect shape of all the ones he tore off.
dropped it at my feet and laid there looking up.
i shoud have punished him.
but he made me laugh.
we camped and hiked all year long, those days.
he went on jobs with me. everything together.
he was my friend.
for 15 years.
yeah, the stupid 'man and his dog story'.
it only means something to me.
he made sense of things no one else could.
so.. this particular june 28 morning i had walked out to the field.
to the spot where he sleeps for a year.
and laid a single yellow rose for him.
it made something sad ... a little happier.
and later that same day the post was online.
so that sort of hit me.
these things do happen.
i guess if one pays attention, they happen.
dumb, but true.
story of my life.
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be the ocean when it meets the sky
be the magic in the northern lights
be the river as it rolls along
be the rain you remember fallin'
be the rain, be the rain
save the planet for another day
be the rain, be the rain
Neil Young