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25 January 2013


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It does look stunning and the dogs look happy enough, don't they. It has felt almost like spring today here but I'm not taking any chances and have cast not a single clout...

I've never understood how dogs keep their feet warm !
Your snow does look beautiful , though ....

Looks like you live in doggie heaven !

Wow, you do have tough weather. Our snow is all gone now, I'm happy to say. Not so easy walking a tripod, and I dare not let him run free because the last time I did that in snow he fell and slid along (screaming) for about 10 feet, he was going so fast. Luckily he didn't hurt himself, apart from some nasty looking bruises, but it's put us both off free running in the snow and ice!

The snow is beautiful in that fifth picture!!

Hello - I found your blog through another and thoroughly enjoyed your photos and words. I am also a dog devotee and closing in on 60 quicker than I'd realized... My how time flies. I'm envious of your snow - we just had our first "real" snow of the season and it was just over an inch (I'm ~ 60 miles SW from Chicago) Thanks for sharing - I had a nice visit. Great job...

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Thought for life

  • The House of Breath, William Goyen
    We are the carriers of lives and legends - who knows the unseen frescoes on the private walls of the skull?

Thinking about . . .

  • Daniel Klein, Travels with Epicurus
    I too listen to music more and more. Throughout my life, music has stirred me more than any other art form, and now, in old age, I find myself listening to it almost every evening, usually alone, for hours at a time.
  • Julia Blackburn, Thin Paths
    I began writing because I liked to write things down. I learnt foreign languages because they seemed to enter my head by a process of osmosis.
  • Joan Bakewell, Stop the Clocks
    I live contentedly alone. It's better that way and I am often thoughtful about what has been and what might have been. There are many like me.
  • Patti Smith, M Train
    Oh to be reborn within the pages of a book.
  • Patti Smith, M Train
    Why is it that we lose the things we love, and things cavalier cling to us and will be the measure of our worth after we’re gone?
  • Judith Kerr, Observer Magazine, 22 November 2015
    I don't believe in God. I find it much easier to believe in ancestors. I like to imagine they are pointing us in the right direction.

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