Dogs and butterflies are excellent companions in my garden. I treasure and welcome both with laughter and surprise. Laughter for the dogs when they run and chase imaginary intruders under the bushes and around the trees. Surprise pounces when I turn a corner to find a spectacular winged creature alight on one of my favorite plants. Talk about an artistic color splash!
My writing is directly connected to the world surrounding me. Dogs meander into my story lines and the tendrils of nature and biology creep and plant roots in my scenes. They keep me mindful of how immediate change is and how much of the natural world I tune out when writing.
The dogs insist on my accompanying them in the garden. No lazy opening the door and shooing them to take care of doggie business is allowed. They stand and wait for me on the porch, as if I were holding up the tour group about to embark on a safari into the green and leafy terrain just a few steps away. I'm often glad they drag me away from my computer and the word wrangling process.
The dogs consider me family and we are in this adventure together.
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