Today is Hank and Maggie’s 14th birthday! Instead of paying attention in a post-lunch work meeting, I did a little browsing through some old pictures to remind myself how tiny they used to be. And as soon as this meeting is done, I’ll go back out to give them some chin and ear scritchies and a few birthday treats :-).
Spring 2000: Maggie and Hank on the day they picked us out, taking a quick nap after romping in the grass with their brothers and sisters.
Maggie: “I’m ready for my close up”
Summer 2000: Hank and Maggie and their favorite toys (as long as they lasted!)
Summer 2000: Hank in mid-romp
14 years later, May 8 2014: Birthday evening naps, because being 14 is hard!
Out on a walk I just saw the first rose of the year blooming in the neighborhood — but at least it waited until May! :-) I’m guessing it was triggered by the couple of hot days we just had, earlier than usual for the season, or maybe it was just in a hurry to be first. Probably by this time next week there’ll be roses everywhere.
There’s an abandoned parking lot along the river path not too far from our house. It’s been unused for as long as we’ve lived in the neighborhood, as far as I can tell.
Over the last few years, I’ve noticed that saplings have started forcing their way through the seams in the pavement. Give it 50 years and maybe it’ll be a forest again. For now anyway, it’s a mossy wonderland. So at least sometimes, paving paradise doesn’t have to last, and you don’t even have to go to the “tree museum” to see ‘em; good news for Joni Mitchell :-).
We’ve had our biggest snow in years this week, since 2008 actually. It was 3 days of new snow every day, which I gamely swept off the side walk and porch each morning. (Not shoveled, since it snows so rarely we don’t even have a snowshovel :-)
Here’s the garden in winter — say, wasn’t that a classic 1968 movie starring Kale Hepburn and Parsely O’Toole? (sorry, couldn’t help myself!)
I didn’t get any pictures during that 2008 storm, but I did back in 2007 when the puppies were younger and had more energy to go romping in the snow.
With the dogs getting old, Nancy and I have to keep our vacations with them close to home and very comfy for them. So for a week at Christmas and another week for our anniversary in January, we found a rental cabin up on Mount Hood, where we could do short easy walks with the pups, and then when they were ready for a long winter’s nap we could get out for some hiking on the mountain.
Travelling in comfort — fortunately all the gear and supplies can fit in the cartop carrier.
Lots of choices for lounging . . .
. . . but it usually ends up like this eventually :-)
Wood stoves are great for drying out wet hiking boots in the evening.
Dave in his natural habitat – lost in a book.
A misty day on the mountain.
Crossing a cold mountain stream (the easy way) <— foreshadowing!
A dusting of snow, a hint of coming attractions.
Up at the snow line.
OK where are we? Good thing I brought a map!
Is this right side up?
Near the Salmon River, below Huckleberry Mountain, if you must know :-)
Uh-oh! A small river to cross but no bridge.
How convenient! A nice set of Crossing-The-River Sticks! (get it???? :-)
Nancy goes first.
This story has a happy ending – dry boots on this hike!
p.s. – I made new jigsaw puzzles from a few of these pictures.