A Boy And His Dog

The Frankford Blues Festival boasted plenty of talent, but none more noteworthy than friend, Brian and his newly acquired pup, Lucy! She's a soft, cuddly little ball of puppy breath. My wiener dog ate a plate of tarts today.

Room With A View

The other day I interviewed The Fosters, a couple who have made it their life's work to photograph and write about nature all over the world. Amazing people...and what a quietly inspiring home they've built. With a chipmunk who runs in and grabs peanuts from his own bowl in their kitchen, to the brown bear lumbering across their backyard, The Fosters are one with nature from the moment they rise.

Ships Passing in the Light

They go by in all shapes and sizes, leaving one to wonder what takes place on board. Is everything as placid as it appears? Are there rousing domestic arguments erupting, teenagers whining about not going fast enough or not going at all? Of course there are, but from where I sit all is bucolic and beautiful....the view from here is always ship shape.

Cats Snooze While Swans Swim

These are not your garden variety catbirds....and our cats are not terrbily selective about their bird slaughtering. Still, they've never once attempted to reach out and slap a swan. On our lazy river, swans rule, cats stay cool.

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I feel a bit like Merlin Perkins on that old nature show. I skulk in bushes and behind hammocks, wide angling and long lensing on my little pink pocket Nikon. Well, you can see the results. A bit blurry, but there they are. This year's swan family, sailing in for a gander every day now...and for whatever reason, Nigel and Casey never bark at them. Well, would you?

Not True - Owners Do NOT Look Like Their Dogs....

Laura would never wear a babushka like that, and certainly not in those colours. Casey, on the other hand, wears all hats very well.

Treed!

Life's not fair for a no-legged weiner dog. There IS a chipmunk in the tree and it's a long way up. Eventually, it will have to eat....and then be eaten. That's the plan....and...then...it all...just....becomes too much. Strategy rest required.