Thursday, January 27, 2011

Today is a bad day

Last night I posted this photo of Colm and Sam. This morning before going to work I snapped this shot of a typical morning scene in our bed.

This evening, 24 hours later, I dug a grave and buried Sammy in the back yard under the walnut tree. Sammy was huge in this house, and now he's gone. Colm collected some thoughts about today in his journal...he pretty much tells it like it is.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011


Saturday, January 22, 2011

Morgan Lake is ice