On this surprisingly sunny afternoon, when rain had been predicted, I joined the crowd in Chagrin River Park intent on trying out the new lens Bob gave me for my birthday. It was a beautiful day for a trail walk, and I learned some things about my lens. One of its best features is capturing impromptu portraits of people and dogs, something I truly enjoy doing. I first ran into Gabby, an adorable golden doodle, when I was watching the ducks on the bog. Gabby, short for Gabriella I believe, was walking with her person. She waited patiently while Jack and I had a long conversation about the weather, the ducks, and Gabby of course. I learned that as long as I scratched her head, she would stand patiently, leaning against my leg. As I said, she is adorable!
In a very short time, I met up with Scampy and his person, Ellen.
Ellen adopted Scampy, a havanese, from an Amish farm in Ohio. She told me that when she went to meet her new companion, a little girl ran out of the house followed by this sweet, nearly three-year-old, puppy. The little girl had named him Scampy. Ellen liked the name, so Scampy he is. It suits him very well, and I am sure the little girl was delighted. I googled “havanese” because I wasn’t sure how to spell it, and read that they are companionable, intelligent, and affectionate. It’s hard to believe that Ellen could have found a better friend. She lives alone, and her day is complete when Scampy meets her at the door. I couldn’t decide which picture of the pair I preferred, so here they are again.
I captured other pictures on today’s trail walk, but I will share them in a future blog post. Today belongs to Gabby, Scampy, and their human companions.
The thought of Saturday errands probably has a familiar ring to anyone who works from 9-5 or even longer on Monday through Friday. That’s not the case for me because I retired from the work-a-day world many years ago; however, habits die hard, and it seems like Bob and I often find ourselves out and about running errands on Saturday mornings. This being Saturday, we were occupied with e-r-r-a-n-d-s.
When we finally pulled into our driveway several hours later, it was past time for lunch, so I warmed up an apple dumpling. Can’t tell you how good that tasted!
…fortunately there’s no law that says I can’t enjoy his flowers. That is what I was doing today while Bob helped Alison adjust the new gate she designed and constructed to keep the Mabel and Cooper from dashing down the driveway, barking at people that walk past the house.
When I was a girl, my mother would try to encourage me to take an interest in the flowers she loved. As winter waned and warmer temperatures hinted at the coming of spring, she would pour over the seed catalogs that came in the mail. When spring finally arrived and the ground was warm enough for planting, she spent hours digging in the dirt, planting, transplanting, and weeding, and we always had vases of cut flowers in the house. Mother loved her flower gardens. Unfortunately the proverbial green thumb passed me by, but thank goodness I can occasionally sneak into Mike’s amazing garden and take a few pictures. Although I may not enjoy the process of growing flowers, I do enjoy the process of taking pictures of them to hang on my walls and post on my blog. When fall gives way to winter and the flowers of summer slowly fade and die, I miss the color. Gray is the predominant color of winter, and it just doesn’t bring me much joy.
While I wandered around Mike’s garden with my camera, the work on the gate continued with the help of Mabel and Cooper…
Before long, the job was finished, and we headed home where I was greeted by a surprise; a colorful butterfly had discovered our new swamp milkweed plants. That’s color that doesn’t require digging , planting, and weeding…my kind of color!
That’s it for Saturday. Thanks for stopping by!
Last week I ran into Kym and Piper along the trail in Chagrin River Park. We chatted a little bit, that is Kym and I chatted while Piper kept an eye out for other dogs and observed the activity around us. After a few minutes, Kym and I realized that we had met before. I had taken her picture at the Arts Festival in our community way back in July when she was modeling the hats she creates and sells. (You can see the picture here). Most of the FFF (Fabulous Friday Faces) I post are people I have never met before, but occasionally there is an exception. Kym and Piper were both so photogenic, I decided that they should be added to my FFF gallery together (See the gallery here).
I love dogs and often take pictures of people and their dogs in the park, so here are two more pictures of Piper. He wasn’t enthusiastic about posing for his portrait, but I’m happy with the results. Maybe I should start carrying treats to reward my canine models. 😉
Thank you, Kym and Piper for posing, and thanks to everyone else for joining us along the trail today.
“A smile is a curve that sets everything straight.” -Phyllis Diller
I only have time for a short post today, and I want to share Tank’s picture because he makes me smile. Yesterday, when I ran into Tank and his person, Maria, in the park, he tried his best to set the world straight. Being a sweet, cooperative dog, he sat on command, looked up, and smiled for the camera. Let’s take a tip from Tank today and share a smile with the next person (or dog) you meet. It might be just the curve that straightens out a disappointing day. And maybe they will pay it forward by smiling at the next person they meet.
Thanks for joining Tank and me on the trail today.
I’ll be back tomorrow with more colorful Fall photo walks.
PS: For dog lovers, my photo gallery of dogs and their people can be seen HERE.
This week I had an opportunity to capture pictures of our springer spaniel, Gulliver, and his two cousins, Cooper and Mabel, so I am departing from my usual photowalking routine to post their pictures.
Having caught a nasty, lingering cold, my excuse for not taking a photowalk, I figured today would be a good opportunity to introduce the pooches and shine a little bloglight on them.
Gulliver originally lived with our daughter and son-in-law, but he has ruled the roost (to mix metaphors) at our house for about 12 years. He’s our second “springer,” and was adopted into our family when he was a very young pup. As a senior dog, he has lost most of his hearing and slowed down quite a bit, but he still enjoys an evening walk in the park and seemingly can tell time because he knows when the daily mail (and dog treat) delivery is due.
Cooper, a Portuguese water dog, joined our daughter and son-in-law’s household when Millie, their first English sheepdog, died. At first, they were in no hurry to get another dog, but pretty quickly realized that they needed a dog around the house. That’s when they “found” Cooper, a delightful, lovable, energetic ball of black fur.
The last of this trio is Mabel, who erroneously thinks she’s a lapdog! Walk into their house and sit down, and Mabel will want to bounce into your lap (and no, she doesn’t ask permission first). She’s a great watchdog though, as the people who come to their door or walk up the sidewalk past their house quickly discover. If she doesn’t know you, she isn’t going to open the door and invite you in.
That’s the canine branch of our family or part of it…at least those that live nearby. All our children and grandchildren have dogs, except for the eldest granddaughter who lives in an apartment with her cats! They all seem to agree with me that a family isn’t complete without a pet (or in some cases two or three) in the house.
Have you ever heard anyone say, “That face should be in the dictionary next to the word _________?” Well occasionally, on my walks in the park, I encounter animals that cry out for their very own dictionary daffy-nition. Today I’m nominating Gilligan. During mud season, Gigs wears a snood to keep those fantastic ears from dragging in the mud, but with or without the snood, he is the perfect picture of the word lugubrious, and also the ideal model for today’s blog post. To see Gigs wearing his snood, click here.
Lugubrious: looking or sounding sad and dismal
That’s all for today. Thanks for stopping by.
Carolyn aka Skip
I ran into Cobra and Jack when I was in the park earlier looking for a stranger who would be willing to participate in my Friday Faces project. Jack was standing near the pedestrian bridge in Chagrin River Park in conversation with Rich. Cobra was hanging around at their feet, probably waiting for the chitchat to end so he could get on with his walk. That’s just my guess, of course, based on experience with our dog Gulliver. I was very glad I went to the park when I did because Rich became my Friday Face for this week. Cobra and Jack became the newest addition to my “Dogs and their People” gallery on SmugMug. Click the link if you like dogs and want to see the gallery and read my version of how Cobra came by his name. You can see Rich’s portrait here in my Blipfoto journal where I post a picture (almost) every day.
That’s it for today.
Thanks for visiting my corner of northeast Ohio where it is currently rumbling and raining.
Skip aka Carolyn
After the sudden loss last month of their beloved sheepdog Millie, my daughter’s family found that it just didn’t seem right not to have a dog around the house. After much research and discussion, they found one that seemed right for their family. Two weeks ago Cooper, a Portuguese water dog, moved in and is doing his best to fill the hole in their hearts. Here are the first pictures I have taken of him:
Chewing on something in the backyard
Being held by Michael…
Being held by Emmy…
Millie is missed, but Cooper seems to have found his “forever home”, and I have to admit that he is adorable.
That’s it from northeast Ohio this time. See you soon.
Carolyn aka Skip