The Waiting Game

The use of pet photography may mark an artistic low water mark for the blog, but that's what you get on the holidays. My sister's dog Freckles evidently loves sitting on top of the couch and staring out of the window. I used to do this a lot as a kid: waiting for my father to come home from work, the ice cream truck to drive by, my mother to bring back interesting mail, or just randomly staring at clouds, wondering when they'd turn into thunderstorms (we lived on the Gulf Coast, so this happened a lot). Now that I'm much older, I don't do as much waiting by the window anymore, but it's nice to see the dogs are picking up the slack.