I’m blessed to have you in my life.
Hi Fitzi.
I’m blessed to have you in my life.
Tag: blessed
Bloom
It’s been a challenging spring for many of the living things in my part of the world. Much wetter than normal, cooler than normal. A lot of our plants have been slower to grow and to bloom than in past years. Climate change? Possibly. An anomalous spring, unusual but not unheard of? Possibly.
Whatever the reason, it only in late May that this iris in our back yard came into lovely bloom.
First
Spring is truly here: First sighting this year of a Ruby-Throated Hummingbird. It’s been a miserable few days to be a hummingbird – chilly, damp and at times rainy. I’m very happy to be able to help out.
Dawnsong
A carols its’ welcome to the new day.
I love hearing birdsong on a spring morning.
Gold
This vista was worth more than all the gold I might care to own.
Handsome.
We are so blessed to have this handsome boy.
Achilles’ Bentley glows brightly.
We let go of Achilles Saturday. He quite abruptly became lethargic. Had difficulty standing, refused food, so we went to the emergency vet.
The exam revealed that his pulse was thready, she was unable to clearly his heartbeat, his paws were cold. Something sinister (the vets’ exact word) was happening. it would have taken extensive testing and diagnosis to find out what was going on. Considering his age (14? 16? More?), aggressive action was problematic. We made the hard decision to let him go as gracefully as possible.
When we adopt a dog we implicitly make a bargain that we will be a responsible owner, which includes making difficult decisions.
This is the part of that bargain that really sucks.
Nonetheless I would not have it otherwise. As my brother wrote this morning, ‘It really sucks that our dear four legged friends will almost certainly die before we do. Even knowing that I would not give up the love, affection, friendship and fun they give us.’
The Bentley is a forehead blaze common to Australian Cattle Dogs and ACD crosses. When an ACD goes on ahead, the ACD world says ‘His (her) Bentley is glowing brightly.’
Chili’s glows brightly now.
. . . and graced again
The morning following the sunset in the previous post graced us with a glorious sunrise.
It is good to be alive.
Never
I have never seen such an exquisite snowflake as this one, on Achilles’ ear. Unfortunately for you, my reader, he moved a fraction of a second before the shutter tripped.
Welcome
A brilliant, clear morning sky is most welcome after a lengthy series of overcast, sometimes gloomy mornings.
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