what lieth at the heart of a furry village
and all of the birds with their golden fur lined nest come to visit me. Continue reading what lieth at the heart of a furry village
and all of the birds with their golden fur lined nest come to visit me. Continue reading what lieth at the heart of a furry village
Whilst the rest of us hunker down for those long dark days of winter, she welcomes when the hot summer days turn crisper. It was those kind brown eyes that I first gazed upon, staring in our frosty window that January 1st eve, with icy bits dangling from the ringlets underneath her ears. It twas love at first sight. She is a canine of the … Continue reading Irish Eyes
Last night was relatively quiet, as I tucked myself in for the evening. Somewhere out in the village, someone has a radio on maybe, playing old country tunes? Just too far away to hear who is singing, but someone with a Patsy Cline twang. I certainly will admit, I find it a hard thing to achieve, this not thinking so much. I think cycling is … Continue reading Angel’s Wings And Fighting Monsters
I forgot to buy dog treats, and when she came up to me last night and waggled her fluffy blond head I just instinctively went to the cupboard, reached in, and there was nothing. Let’s just say she was not very happy with me. Once I had completely and totally convinced her I had nothing, oh my word, the LOOK! Head down, sitting glumly in … Continue reading Dog Biscuits
Soon as I saw that white shaggy snow covered coat and her scared brown eyes, it was clinched. Poor dog, she accidently ran away and got lost in the snow, that cold January of 2010 at the lake. When the owner told us she couldn’t keep her, well I turned to Tim, and he to me, and we smiled. I couldn’t even imagine back then … Continue reading Just Her And I
The misty morning dew still lay heavy on the grass as I dipped under the old rusty gate. Shhhhh… this part of The Coves is a bit of a dog walker paradise. It is a rare treat in a city the size of London to have a place such as this. Here there is no concern about traffic, or cars, or any of that. It … Continue reading Dog Walks Of London | The Secret Orchard
…for the Weekly Photo Challenge | HARMONY Continue reading Walking In Sunshine
I realized the strangest thing after ditching D3, I was happier. He began as a Crossroads Man, and that I fear he shall remain. Perhaps a lesson? Always. Everyone they say you meet is in some way a lesson…if we choose to see it that way. My sensual Leo nature purred, and I learned somewhere along the way in my travels that I’d gained a … Continue reading With Blind Faith And A Bohemian Heart
Out for the longer day off morning stroll yesterday Mom, and we swung downtown via the paths that runs along the river. Wore my big Sorel boots, and slipped and slid my way through the snowy sidewalks that loop down and around the river, over Blackfriars bridge and back to the Village. I have to wear those big awkward things, otherwise my feet will freeze … Continue reading Irish Hugs From A Golden Teddy Bear
Tis been a year now since Irish and I gained our independence. I’ve taken her to all my old haunts. All the meadows and forest trails I once knew intimately, and matured parks I scarcely recognize now. Our adventures have meandered, as we stopped to admire and take in that which surrounds us, each in our own way. We are becoming a team, her and I, … Continue reading Doggone Adventures
I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I know not where; For, so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, I know not where; For who has sight so keen and strong, That it can follow the flight of song? Long, long afterwards, in an … Continue reading The Arrow and the Song | Longfellow