Sunday, March 1, 2015

Uh huh


The weather forecast was for 4 to 6 inches of snow overnight and into this morning. At approximately 8 a.m. the local television station changed the forecast to 7 to 9 inches of new snow. This was after several viewers had notified the station that hey! Look outside! We passed 6 inches a half hour ago.

The snow had stopped, but has now started once again. Jake, being the man of the house, thinks he has to plow through the deepest parts of the yard every time he goes outside. Then he tracks in little snowballs, and pulls packed snow and ice from his fur. It's a guy thing. I guess.

20 days until Spring. Please make sure Mother Nature gets the memo. Just saying.....
Linda

Friday, February 27, 2015

Random Thoughts

The mind is wandering today. You were warned.

It is too cold for the dog park. It is too cold for anything, in my opinion. Once again I am wondering why I don't just try Florida again for a month. Then I think about traveling with these two in a car for 14 hours or longer. And yep, that thought goes right out the window.

Leonard Nimoy passed away this morning of advanced COPD. Star Trek was never one of my favorites, although I do understand the obsession. I am a nerd for Firefly and Serenity. It was enlightening to read the tributes and comments on Twitter today. Rest in peace, Mr. Spock.

I am again discouraged from art. This happened gradually over the past two weeks, when I came to an abrupt halt on three, yes, three different canvases. I knew what I wanted to create and it was not happening, people. The frustration is that I think I have the tools, the techniques to accomplish the end result. The end result has other ideas, and has taken off for Florida. It's warmer in Florida.

I need a vacation. Can you tell?

I am once again amazed at the audacity of people. At my age you would think this would no longer be a surprise, but yet it is. Due to teaching seniors (anyone over the age of 62) in exercise classes, I have been made aware of the handicap parking situation at our facility. The participants have requested more spaces, which I have passed along to my superiors. But this week I started to take note: able bodied people, usually with young children and no handicap, are using the parking spots because they are close. The solution is to report this to the police. For various reasons, I am not going to do that. The main reason being I kind of like my job. But I have asked myself why someone in their 20's or 30's think it is reasonable to break the law? Consistently. The answer is that this is a comment on today's society. Privilege, thinking only of one's self, is the norm.

Kind of makes me want to kick their ass. But that would be wrong, too. How about a card placed on the windshield? Something along the lines of: Your vehicle is parked illegally. I have photographed your license plate. Have a nice day.

That could be fun.....
Linda

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Spring had better get here

Jake

Gracie. She is holding her favorite ball in her mouth
On days when it is too cold or raining/snowing, I try to play with the dogs in the house. They both used to really get into this, chasing balls, playing tug of war. For whatever reason, this year I can only get Gracie to engage for about 5 minutes. Jake will barely do anything. I don't know if it's the fact they are getting older, or are bored, whatever.

Yesterday I was trying to get Gracie to play tug of war with this piece of material. It was a large, stuffed candy cane that I bought them in November at Home Goods. Super stuffed. Jake loved it. He would grab it in the middle and trot around the house with it. So of course his sister had to destroy it. Once she got her mouth on the candy cane, a hole was made in seconds and the stuffing came out. It has a little loop on one end, and I was able to tie it around their ears and take these pics.

The dogs were not happy with me. I had 4 pics that were completely blurred with Gracie. Jake is better at sitting still. This proves that all three of us need warm weather for the dog park, for me attempting to take them for a walk at the town hall park, for just being outside in the yard. Soon. Really, really soon.

I saw a robin in the flowering crab apple tree yesterday. The tree that has ice hanging off the branches and is surrounded by 7 inches of snow. Please let that be a sign.
Linda

Sunday, February 22, 2015

Really???





I believe I have mentioned in the past that I am one crazy dog mom. Probably a few times.

Yesterday we woke up to over 5 inches of fresh snow on the ground. It started snowing again by 8 a.m., and an additional 2 inches accumulated. It also was warmer, in the low 30's. Traveling was out of the question, and in fact we were being asked to stay at home. Nothing was plowed until late in the day (it is Indiana, folks), and I didn't feel like pushing my luck with a new car. This morning I decided that Frick and Frack needed to get out and run, so we bundled up and headed to the dog park.

I was not the only crazy dog mom there. When we arrived there were two other dogs, but my two ignored them and took off blazing new trails in the snow, chasing each other the entire length of the park. We stayed a total of 35 minutes. Even though I was dressed for the weather, my feet were getting cold. Then I looked down at Jake. He is a terrier, and that is the only explanation I have for his behavior at times. For whatever reason, he was using his face as a plow, running with his head down into the deep snow, biting at the drifts. By the time I got their leashes on them and back to the car, he still had a face full of snow and I couldn't resist taking a picture. Or two.

He spent quite a bit of time at home chewing snow out of his paws and leg fur. But then he looked at me, wagging that tail. Had a really good time, mom. Thanks.
Linda

Monday, February 16, 2015

Bored Dogs






I haven't been taking a lot of photos lately. Too cold for this body to do anything outside of late. This morning I went into the photo archives, looking for something to post. The above photos are from April 25, 2012.

I know I have mentioned that Gracie was the Alpha dog when Jake came home from the shelter. Over the first year, the roles changed. Jake rules the house. Guess he decided he was the only male, and needed to put everything in order. Gracie will, on occasion, try to boss him a bit. That usually doesn't work. These photos were taken when Jake had been with us about one year.

I stood on the deck with my camera, and shot 60 photos of the dogs that spring day. That tells me that the tug of war went on for awhile. Yesterday I tried to get these two engaged in the house. They needed to play, move around. As I said, mom doesn't do the dog park when the wind chill is below zero. Uh huh. Gracie will play with me, but as soon as Jake grabs or tries to grab whatever she has, she drops it. And then won't engage with me again. I find this frustrating. Jake has become a bully, and I do my best to stop that behavior. But I need Gracie to stand up to him. And she won't.

I miss my bossy Aussie. But the newer, more gentle Gracie has her moments, too. She will snuggle more now with me, and I love that.

Life is good.
Linda

Thursday, February 12, 2015

Collages

Completed 16 x 24 canvas

close up of the layers

Jake. Could care less what I do, as long as it involves petting him
Yesterday was a transition from a mild winter day, to "oh, shit. It's cold out there!" We stayed home. If I feel I have to wear more than two layers of clothes on my legs, it is NOT a dog park day. After cleaning the house, (when you own two dogs, cleaning is your major occupation) I played at finishing up this collage.

I have always been intrigued by collages. When we were kids, I would cut up fan magazines like 16 and Teen Beat, take the Beatle photos and paste them to a large poster board. These would hang on my bedroom wall until I was bored, and would make another. I don't remember what happened to these, probably were trashed, but I had quite a few. The part that fascinated me was piecing together different shapes and tones to create a whole that was pleasing to the eye. Those were all black and white, but of course with several shades.

Fast forward many years, and Pinterest allows us to glimpse art from everywhere. Once again, collages drew me in, but mainly the ones by Erin Ashley. Google her. I love her work, and it has been the inspiration for the last two larger canvases I've completed. Armed with the information I learned in the Donna Downey online class, 10 x 10, I am winding my way through the maze of layering colors and shapes. I make mistakes, but instead of becoming frustrated and throwing the canvas aside, I am gaining a great deal of patience with myself to fix it. This, trust me, is a first.

There are two more large canvases waiting for me that I started yesterday. I am going to try and work on both together. Challenges are excellent for the brain. Have a great day.
Linda

Tuesday, February 10, 2015

Ice Diving

Jake, sticking his entire face into the water for a piece of ice

Note that Gracie isn't in the water

See the ice floating?
We went to the dog park Sunday morning around 10a.m. It was fairly crowded, because the weather forecast was for rain later that day. The temperature had already climbed to the upper 40's, so the snow pack that had been on the ground for over a week had melted.

There is a slight depression in the land that runs parallel to the 6 foot fence. Rain and snow collect in this area, and there are certain dogs that remember this. Dogs that like to get their paws wet, or in the case of the Golden mix, Tobey, their entire bodies wet. Tobey was rolling in the water. Tobey's mom was not happy. Jake is a terrier mix, and terriers in general like the water. For a dog that will run from me for hours if there is even a hint of a bath, he will willingly stand in frigid water and dive for ice chunks. At one point he had his entire face in that water. With me on the sidelines, telling him to "leave it". Leave it, mom? I don't think so. You know how I love me a piece of ice, mom.

Needless to say, by the time we returned to the car to drive home, he was dripping water from his beard. Typical boy, he did not want me to wipe his face with a towel.

It's funny, all the dog owners stand in the middle and shake our heads at what our dogs are doing with the messy park. But there we were, enjoying the sun and warmth, enjoying our babies getting dirty. Almost as much as the dogs.
Linda