Leaf making, and adding to the piece
I had to reblog this, no other alternative bwahahaha!
The airbag…wait for it…LOL
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The lad at 7 months. Long, tall, and getting stronger all the time. He is becoming quite the companion. Now, if I could persuade him to stop whining and bitching when he doesn't get the attention he believes he deserves...
I am an older fella. Not ashamed to cry, at all. Some of my dearest brothers and sisters have referred to me as "The Sensitive Biker", and we all have a good laugh, because it's true. There is a time when I am crying, that being on the wrong side of me might be a bad thing: I have been known to cry while infuriated...and those who've known me a long time have seen it. And yes, I am pleasd to be able to feel that intensely. There was a time when I had no feelings at all, except rage, and I bottled that shit down deep. Over 33 years ago I made some changes in my life, found and healed that guy inside, and allowed myself to let it out in healthy fashion, whether in laughing or crying, or simply letting myself love life as it is. Have a great day!
Three knuckleheads. As Jayne (r) gets older, he spends more time with the sisters, and they play a bit; At least until he decides that hanging out isn't as much fun as trying to chew on one of their legs or ears. Then someone - usually Fen, on the far left - gets in his face. Louie will mount him just to remind him who's boss. Even so, at 80+ pounds now, he has learned that he can body slam 'em - which usually results in harsher response from Fen. She don't play that shit!
Added some more pieces these last few days
Mr. Jayne at 6 months. Filling out, in a growth surge now(taller and longer). Weighed in at 55lbs on Saturday the 16th. Loves to run and play, full of affection at all times. That's my boy!
Blessed Be Well, all.
Some of the jewelry I make, my photography, and sharing things that delight and inform me...
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