Ginny, My Little Cat

This is the little cat I asked for help with. She is slowly coming around, in the past couple of days she has stopped leaving the room when I enter it. Tonight, she sat in the chair next to mine at the table while I ate my dinner. She even spent a few minutes playing with my fingers, actually touching me several times. She is fun to watch play, she is so full of herself thundering around the kitchen at full speed.

FedEx Finally Delivers

with an apology. Nice!

I Love This Face

It's Tuck's Ball

The Lineup

Border Collies like order. Some more than others. We line up on a fairly regular basis around here, and sometimes it is more obsessive than others. Last night was one of those times...I had the wrong lense which made it difficult to really show the insanity....by the by, in the bottom shot, from front to back is son, mother, son, cousin...

Feeling the Creativity

A couple of years ago, my friend Barbara showed me how to make wreaths from wild Foxgrape vines. I made one wreath I adore, hung it and started dreaming (again) about having time to be more creative. Two years later, I made a second wreath, and have several vines pulled and ready to cut to make more. So simple, but so satisfying.

On the Fly

One Shot, Two Ways

I might just need to Eat your Head!

Shearing: Spring 2007

Today's damp weather made me think of wool, which made me think of sheep, which made me think of MY sheep, which of course, made me think of fleece, and then of shearing.

I have sold off all but a very few of my beautiful spinning flock. Just not enough time to keep those fleeces nice.

The dog working in the photo is my old Jordan dog, who passed away Saturday a week. She is missed.

An oldie but a goodie

My old Bandit in an uncmmonly playful pose with Emmie playing the enjenue...photo by my daughter. This must have been 1997 or so.