My copy of the new translation of Meyer’s 1570 sword-fighting treatise has arrived!

My copy of the new translation of Meyer’s 1570 sword-fighting treatise has arrived!

The ice fairy cometh.

(In my brother’s household, the person who actually takes the trouble to make ice, when everyone else just takes ice, is referred to as the ice fairy.)
The sun shining through the patio fence cast almost zebra-like, or tiger-like stripes on Ashley. 🐕 #dogsofmastodon

I dragged the dog to the prairie (right next to Winfield Village), so I could get this picture of the dawn sky. (She had her own opinion of where we should go for our dawn walk, but did indulge me when I insisted.)

I cleaned and waxed my feder before heading to St. Croix. But I forgot where I stashed my cleaning supplies, and it took me until today to find that stuff again. But I have found it, and have now removed the effects of Sunday’s practice session from the edges.

The sky went from “Ooh, look at that red ball!” to “Ooh, don’t look at that red ball!” in the time it took me to get my phone out to take a picture.

One of the best things about cats was that they seemed to understand when you were sick. They’d sit on your lap all day and be completely undemanding.
This is so not true of dogs. #dogsofmastodon

It’s a pretty narrow strip early in the morning, but Ashley has found her place in the sun. #dogsofmastodon

Forty-eight hours ago we picked Ashley up from SportsVet boarding and brought her home. Today she very insistently led me the six or eight blocks back to SportsVet.
I guess she liked it okay. 🐕 #dogsofmastodon
