Swaneeeeeeee River

Enchanting and somewhat disconcerting to be chatting away on the phone and spy a swan gaggle, passel, herd or whatever they like to be called when travelling in a group. They pass by several times a day and seem oblivious of the cold temps out there. Two of them have brown on them so they must be teenagers. It's going to be an interesting winter methinks.

What Exactly is the Difference?

One is a festive store window in The Big Smoke...the other is a tabletop in our living room. OK, so the details are admittedly superior in the Toronto store window...but if you squint...tighter, tighter...there now...CHRISTMAS abounds everywhere!!!

Dooo.....Your Ears Hang Low.....?

The wind on his face on a sunshiney day. Nothing whatsoever to worry about in weiner dog land...except a potential R.I.D.E. program and that dadblasted breathalyzer test!

Milan is Calling....

Casey, the weiner dog, has always been a bit of a poser, but with his girth expansion over the past few years, we really thought his pinup days to be over.
Soooo, imagine our surprise when friend, Willi, asked for a 'side shot-full body' pic of the dastardly dachshund. Casey was, of course, happy to comply - as you can plainly see. Unlike other celebrities who worry about where their photos will turn up, Casey is merely grateful. Fading fame can be a cruel mistress.
Willi didn't mention why or where the photo was needed, but if we see him on the cover of the next Vanity Fair, well, some heavy negotiating will definitely be in order.

It's All How You Approach a Situation!

So, Louie the cat is by no means a timid creature. He's already lived the rural life, but this water deal is a little daunting. He creeps and sniffs as if the river is an entity that requires careful investigation. Friend or foe...he doesn't know. I wait for the day he comes eye to eye with a frog...and I hope to have my camera.

I'm Gonna Live in a Van Down by the River....

We're finding it increasingly hard to pry ourselves away from the new abode. Like kids seeing colour tv for the first time. Cats and dogs even seem calmer. Creatively, I may need a fire lit under my butt, but my soul is singing...really loudly!

LET THE BELLS RING OUT AND THE GEESE FLY...WE'RE HERE, WE'RE HERE!!!

Every morning is spent sipping coffee and staring at the glassy water...every evening we watch the sunset reflect off the Oak Hills. Magnificent!