Our Gaillardia are still blooming at this late stage of the growing season. It brings a most welcome and most needed cheer at a time when most things are done blooming. Welcome cheer when Faye is in Day 35 of the tomato harvest and she, we, so look forward to it being done.
It is almost impossible to think of all the dogs I’ve had without thinking of Corndog, a Labx stray who wormed his way into my life and my heart. Everyone was his friend; he never met a human, dog, or cat he disliked.
Here, he naps in between making friends.
Another memory is of my surprise how Stella, the Drama Queen, adjusted so quickly and so well to Canadian winters. Here’s Miss Fuzzbutt going deep into a snowdrift.
While walking Achilles and Stella this evening I sorted through some memories. One memory is the Adventure getting married, throwing up my life in Texas, and immigrating to Canada. Here’s a photo of us on our first day on the road to Canada in July 2007. It has been an adventure I have no regrets at all about undertaking.
Life is an adventure. I embrace it.
Turkey vultures on the move, playing the wind.
Though I was busy with chores this evening, this cirrus cloud caught my eye.
We bought a milkweed plant this spring from our local nursery and organic garden. It has flowered very prolifically, and we noticed seed pods. We’ll try to propagate them and thereby add to our yards’ diversity.
A Mourning Dove masintains a watchful eye on me
Fog softens the outline and detail of a nearby bush.
Stella waits for me to put down the camera, get up, and go inside, so she can also go in.
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