1. Henri runs to my feet to lick something off the floor. His soft, furry ear tickles my ankle while I stand with my hands in the dishwater.
2. Steve has disappeared after dinner. I find him fast asleep on top of the bed covers. I can tell by his breathing that he's deeply asleep, exhausted from traveling. I quietly back out of the doorway, careful not to disturb him.
3. It's not unusual to see bears around here, yet every time someone spots one, it's still a major event. Daughter #2 calls me from Carvin's Cove to exclaim over the two bear cubs she's just seen. Although I'm in my robe, in the comfort of my living room I share her excitement. She needs to watch and keep clear of the mother bear who must be nearby. Sure enough, the mother bear comes along and daughter snaps a picture of her...from far away. It's on facebook the next morning. A shared event. : )