Chewing on a pant cuff is something
Ashley in 3 acts
Category: Photography
2023-02-03 18:31
Most days I walk the dog right at the end of cocktail hour, which this time of the year is right at sunset.
2023-01-31 13:35
Ashley’s place in the sun is very narrow, but she’s found it.
2023-01-29 14:56
Most of the time—unless I need to go somewhere in particular—I let Ashley pick where we go on a walk. Today, instead of wanting to check all the things, Ashley wanted to head to, and then cross, the busy street.
By then I’d figured it out: She was leading me back to where yesterday she spent the morning at puppy daycare.
Sadly, it only happens twice a month. Happily, Ashley has been signed up for the next one.
2023-01-29 13:21
Fjord trout with a honey-ginger-mustard glaze, served with mixed peppers and onion and rice.
Depredated party girl
Some years ago I shared this image in my post depredated bird. I see such configurations of feathers pretty often around here—the remains of a bird killed probably by a cat or hawk, or possibly a fox or coyote.
So I was somewhat daunted when I saw this configuration of sequins on the grass just outside my front door.
Does that not look dauntingly like the remains of a depredated party girl?
It makes me worry just a bit about about what the predator was.
2023-01-16 15:41
I keep looking at Ashley all stretched out thinking, “I wish I were that flexible!” But actually, I am that flexible: I spend hours a day in full hip extension.
2023-01-02 10:59
Ashley is teaching me how to stalk squirrels. First lesson: When the squirrel’s head is down, creep forward; when the squirrel raises his head, freeze.
2023-01-01
Ashley, Jackie with a martini, and my beer.
2022-12-28 17:52
Dunno whether the self-storage place next door plows their own parking lot or hires it done, but either way I bet they’re not thrilled.
