Sunday, June 18, 2017
Wednesday, June 14, 2017
Tuesday, June 6, 2017
Seriously getting out on the road
really opens your eyes
to new and fresh
so put on your caps
allow me ~~
in the middle of the province
on roads just off the main drag of everyday life
I found these homes, abodes and four legged creatures
old weathered barn wood
in many forms
from actual buildings to farm carts
to seeing the age and weather worn stories behind these beauties
sensing the speed of the moment
in this moment of calm
wondering who built this building
fitting perfectly into the setting
remembering the adage
that when cows lay down
that the weather will become rainy or at least cloudy
half way there to either rain or sun
horses many of them feeding in delight
transfixed on this moment
a quick dash across the road in front of us
'going down the road'
as literal as
can be expected
I include this 2011 trailer of a sequel to the original 1970 movie
called "Going Down The Road"
thanks for indulging my trip today
Cheers as always.
Monday, May 29, 2017
My "1/2 cup full" philos'
has been on full speed ahead
over the passed couple of weeks.
With a smile and Mr. Orangie
in tow ~
allow me to introduce Harley
my very young companion
Mr. Orangie filcher
(that is a word right ~
click the yellow word!?!)
Nothing but good energy here 😍!!!
The sand is returning to my favourite beach again.
It is always so soul-refreshing to inhale the salty
chase for Mr. Orangie
feel so Doodle~complete.
On an entirely different note:
This is a Baltimore Oriole
frolicking and rollicking
in our azalea and cherry trees.
1st time seeing this beauty.
Happy Camper, indeed.
The Merry Month of May brings rain
and in this case
gazillions of droplets
covering everything insight.
This is a very very close up view of the beauty of an azalea blossom.
Back to the beach again!
Fetching and swimming
helps me lose the 10 pounds
that my vet decided was necessary.
So, drum roll
I lost 7 pounds
I am overjoyed
continuing with my new diet.
This raindrop sparkle
truly helps me see life easier.
Even the wild strawberries appear joyful.
What is it about all this anyway?
Cedar waxwing Joy!
Six lovelies landed on my cherry tree
proceeded to eat the cherry blossoms.
They visited for a few minutes
they were gone
but not before my Daddy Ron captured this beauty.
Re-acquainting our lives with a salt marsh pond along the trail
has been upper most on my walks with Daddy Ron.
When one has the trail and a backyard
full of nature
the light and shadow
just stops one in their tracks ~
just like me below!
So are you coming or not ?
Saturday, April 8, 2017
"get back here,
that stick is mine"
Minerva has my stick!
Albus (aka Elvis) is on my tail literally
trying to snag the stick
as we leap through the fields of heather.
Speed is our friend today!
The fact that we are Poodles
we are driven by the same higher being!
With an obligatory sniff
making the encounter complete and satisfactory,
my new friends head off ~ ~
See you guys later
perhaps we'll meet up again in
these Fields of Gold
(in my eyes at least)
Tuesday, April 4, 2017
Monday, March 20, 2017
I am in a hurry as usual.
The guys are celebrating their 8th.
They got married 8 years ago,
however they keep saying
they like the number 44 better.
So Happy 44th to my Dads!
(this song was playing in the background
and suits them perfectly,
even if it was a hit in 1965,
8 years before they met)
Wednesday, March 1, 2017
This is my view today
looking over Lawrencetown Beach
The climb begins and with precision
I sniff every track
every piece of grass
work my way passed last years cattails
sticking up so stiff
managing to survive another one of our winters.
The incline is immediately evident
so we veer off at the 1st path
instead of taking the sharp inclined path
which I used to fly up
a few years ago.
Up on top of the hill
erected by one or more loved ones
a statue for Katie.
I continue on.
along the ridge Porter's Lake looms to my right.
A slight melting of ice
gives me hope for an early spring.
On the return trek we reach the top of the incline
I spoke of above.
I see my car parked along Hwy #207
knowing that everything
worth every sniff
every crunching step through snow
I "just can't get enough"
of my world
no matter what the season has to offer.
Thursday, February 23, 2017
Thursday, February 9, 2017
As soon as I get out of the car
I begin to run and run
find a stick
(because Mr. Orangie is hibernating right now)
then the snow squalls begin ~
blustering ice flakes and crystals
softening the landscape
for as far as the eye can see
runners and walkers
pay no attention
the winds are relentless along the rocky beach area
even the old fortress can not escape
Mother Nature's eroding onslaught
no picnics today at the park
some Doodles enjoy and some not-so-much
these February snow squalls.
I for one am in total favour of them.
They perk you up instantly
let you know that you are alive.
Then as quickly as they came
they are gone in a flash.
Namaste, my friends!