A Day at the Dog Beach

Home from the beach and Donkey is D*O*N*E.

Best invention ever - the dog beach.

Wet Paint

We spent the day painting a fence that stretches

all the way around the perimeter of a cul-de-sac 

that borders our neighborhood park.

Preparation for an upcoming centennial celebration.

It was great to work with our hands

And live UNplugged for a day.

facet

Spied this hummingbird facet and found it charming.

Desktop

This is just one pile of many that cover the desktop. 

The topmost paper of this pile is dated from January this year (not too bad); 

the bottom-most paper is dated 2001.

apple tree

Apple tree in a friend's yard which the birds have already started enjoying.

Working Gloves

We will be working in the garden tomorrow.

When I saw how these were labeled, 

I knew they would be perfect

ivy trunk

Ivy just takes off and grows where ever it can

30th Anniversary

Well, we made it to 30 years. 

Sometimes I don't even know what to think about that.

Stopping to see the berries

Box fun

Kids and cats seem to see boxes in a more creative way then the rest of us.

Staring out the Window

I see this view every day. It's right outside my front door. But for some reason, as returned home this morning, I sat in my car and just stared.

Pastoral

At my writing desk

Design

Interesting drum design

NYC thru a bus' window

The view of NYC's skyline

always takes my breath away...

Fire in the Hills

This was actually from a few days ago, but I forgot about it until now. There were fires in the neighboring foothills. On that overcast morning, the smoke flowed out from the mountain valleys, and the ranges were seperated in a way that I didn't even know existed.

Puppy Profile

Welcome to the family, Guthrie.

Sticks & Stones

Attended a birthday party and one of the little favors was a play of "sticks & stones" and in a small glass vase sticks were represented by pretzels and the stones were small chocolate rocks; very creative.

Invitation

The bed is calling me

from across the room

at my writing retreat.

Saying, "Leave the writing until morning.

Come on--you know you really want to sleep."

But I need to resist the urge for a little while longer

and get some writing done.

Sigh.

While Walking the Dog