Thursday, May 28, 2015

TBT



This is the small garden outside my front door, along the walk leading to the door. The above are from April 15, 2012. Amazingly all of the plants are still alive. I stress in early spring when I don't see any signs of life, then suddenly there is green everywhere.

Enjoy your day.
Linda

Monday, May 25, 2015

Lazy Sunday

What the hell, mom?




The look on Gracie's face is priceless.
Central Indiana is 3 inches below normal in rain fall for the month of May. The rain is bypassing us, going to the north and south. You can see in these photos that the grass is starting to brown already, going into the hibernation state. Here we go again.

We went to the dog park yesterday morning, late. It was hot, and after 30 minutes my two were just lying in the shade, not moving around at all. So I loaded them back into the car, and on a whim followed some hand printed signs that said "Hanging Baskets". I really wasn't expecting much, but just felt like looking.

This woman buys in large quantities, and sells until they are gone and it's done. She takes very good care of what she does sell, and these were gorgeous. I couldn't resist having some color in the backyard. The wagon is old, was a gift from my daughter in law about 8 years ago, for Mother's Day. It was on the south side of the house, so I moved it into the yard and put it under the maple tree. The dogs consider the wagon an invader. I told them to get over it, I like it.

Jake had been rolling in the grass but by the time I grabbed my phone to take a pic, he had rolled over from his back. I didn't realize until this morning that his tongue was sticking out. Just too cute.

Thanks for stopping by.
Linda

Friday, May 22, 2015

Memorial Day Weekend

The puppy Libby, over for a visit
Memorial Day, the time to buy a mattress!!!

Kohl's has 30% off your entire purchase!!!

Indianapolis Motor Speedway is the place to be. The race! The food! The entertainment! The 35 cent increase per gallon in gas, because hey! It's Republican Indiana and we must price gouge when we can.

Does anyone remember, or care, what the phrase "Memorial Day" stands for? It's not about sales, or picnics, getting drunk out on a lake driving the boat for the first time this season, or the damn race. It's about remembering those you are no longer with us. About those who fell defending this country.  It's suppose to be a time for decorating graves, reflection, for saying a prayer. Honoring those we have lost.

The older I get, the more cynical I become. And the less tolerance I have for the "me! me! me!" attitudes. Whatever you do this weekend, enjoy it.
Linda

Thursday, May 21, 2015

TBT



Love the darkness around the open window




Throwback Thursday is from July 9, 2012. Chicago Botanical Gardens, which aren't really in Chicago, but a northern suburb.

All of my vacations, including fast 2 or 3 get aways, are planned in advance based on the availability of my pet sitter. I know, pathetic. But I am fussy about who takes care of my dogs. I'm not sure how far in advance Pat and I planned this 4 day jaunt, but we certainly weren't expecting a massive heat wave in the Chicago Metro area.

We arrived at the gardens at opening, which I think is 9a.m. I remember we were out of there by noon. It was in the lower 90's by 10a.m., and neither of us felt like walking around. I also remember I had problems with the larger Canon camera due to the heat. Shutters can get angry in excess heat and humidity. The only other time this has happened to me was on Labor Day in Evansville, IN. one year. That was a film camera, lovely 35mm Nikon (I miss it a lot), where the film started to not move inside the camera. It was 105 degrees that day.

The solution to this problem is to spur-of-the-moment travel with my dogs. Perhaps driving a motor home. With Pat sitting in the passenger seat, screaming.

Good times.
Linda

Thursday, May 14, 2015

TBT

Inside the green house at Biltmore, Asheville NC


Love the play of light on the geranium

I don't remember the name of this tree/plant

close up of the flowers on that tree/plant

I am in the mood for color. There is an abundance of shades of green in my yard, but little color right now. It is difficult to maintain a garden when you either have to kneel or sit on the ground to do so. Just not happening anymore.

The above photos were taken in May, 2011. Pat and I drove from Indy to Asheville, NC. We then drove to Charleston, SC. I highly recommend a trip to the Biltmore Estate if you have not been. Words can't describe how magnificent it is. Asheville is a very pretty town, and unique. Liberal, hip, progressive. Not at all what you would expect in North Carolina. An oasis.

Have a great day, and thanks for stopping by.
Linda

Monday, May 11, 2015

alisaburke: exploring we will go

alisaburke: exploring we will go: A while back we made the promise to each other to always make time to seek adventure as a family ( you can read about it here ). Explor...



I so want to go to Oregon. So very much. Enjoy.

Linda

Saturday, May 9, 2015

Happy Mother's Day

Libby, 6 weeks old with her mom, Cheryl

Jake, March 2015

Gracie, March 2015

Rylee, 7 years old (Cheryl's)

Max, 2 years old, May 2015

Ben, 2 years old, May 2015

Dega and Gracie. Dega is 7. May 2015
They are our kids, too. They won't buy us candy, or a plant, or take us out to dinner. They can drain your bank account in a heart beat with illness, and cause your stomach to clench in fear because they can't speak. Not with words, no.

With their eyes they can tell us everything. With a nuzzle, lifting your arm to be petted. With a gentle kiss which is actually a lick.

They can bring us great joy, be a royal pain in the ass, and cause your heart to break. But when you are having a bad day, a really horrendous day, there is nothing like a hug from a dog. No feeling in the world can match a dog's head resting on your leg, looking up into your face. Always saying, with those soulful eyes, "I am here."

Happy Mother's Day. Yeah, the dogs count. More than words can relate.
Linda