I spent the last week being a mom to the family dog, Nana. With my own mother out of town for the week, I became the care-taker of a very spoiled Siberian Husky, Norwegian Elkhound mix. Many of the days I only spoke to a few people and only went outside to take Nana on a walk. This became my self-declared week of solitude: an escape from the reality of the cities for a time of dog care and self care. While I had no events, no activities and no adventures to be a part of or attend, I took photos of the things around my parent’s home, the place I grew up and the place I eventually left to start my adventure at St. Kate’s. While I moved out and am living on my own, a week of solitude in my childhood home brought back memories and a special bond between the family dog, Nana – a bond that included kisses, treats and staring contests… which I always lost. Sometimes not doing much can do a lot of good for one’s health and solitude did this girl a multitude of good.
Mantel glass birds.