BAD TO THE BONE

Our dogs.

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They are bad. Evil, scheming devils. Ready to steal our food and our hearts without a smidgen of guilt.

They track in dirt on their darling little paws, leave gouts of fur all over our clothing and furniture. They weasel themselves into every picture. We plan our lives around them and in return, what do they give us?

Everything. Absolutely everything.

For A Photo A Week Challenge: Pets from Nancy Merrill

SHARING MY WORLD – WEEK 5

SHARE YOUR WORLD – 2016 WEEK 5

If you had a shelf for your three most special possessions (not including photos, electronic devices and things stored on them, people or animals), what would you put on it?

I have a lot of special possessions. On shelves. Ancient pottery. Antique bronze Buddhas. Tiny, exquisite carved Hopi fetishes. Hard plastic dolls from the 1940s and 1950s. More pottery.

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I can’t rank them as more or less special. I love looking at them, touching them. I enjoy having them, but if life deprived me of them, I’d be fine.

If you had a box labelled ‘happiness’, what would you put in it?

Love, peace, good health.

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Child and grandchild prepared to survive in the world and happy.

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Healthy dogs. A comfortable home. For the most part, I have those things. Not all, but enough. I’m okay.

What do you want more of in your life?

Money.

Energy.

Sleep. Much more sleep.

Daily Life List: What do you do on an average day? Make a list of your usual activities you do each day.

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Garry and I switch off on some of this, so it may be my day. Or Garry’s day, depending

  • Get up
  • Sweep
  • Wash the floors (it’s mud season and there’s a ton of dirt tracked in by the dogs)
  • Drink coffee
  • (Give treats to dogs)
  • Answer email.
  • Write posts
  • Answer comments
  • Drink more coffee.
  • Write stuff
  • (Give treats to dogs)
  • Run errands
  • Read.
  • Watch some TV
  • Watch a movie.

Not terribly exciting, but that’s life in the slow lane.

Evil Squirrel’s LAST SUPPER

In honor of Evil Squirrel’s 1000th post, though well in advance of Easter, here is a classic “Best of the Nest” feature: Evil’s Last Supper!

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Just in time for Easter weekend…. a little blasphemy from The Nest!  Here is the gang’s take on The Last Supper.  This is far and away the largest solo piece of artwork I’ve ever done… and those of you who love looking for the little details in my comics will have a blast combing this picture!  Be sure to click on the image to see it at full resolution… it is much, much larger than it appears on my blog!

Enjoy!  And pass the salt, please!

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DREAMS

I have strange dreams. Now and then, I remember one of them, though more typically, they fade as soon as I wake up.

A dream the other night was particularly vivid. Days have passed, yet I still remember it clearly. It wasn’t one dream. More like two in a row, both about animals. Not my furry children. Wild animals with whom, to the best of my knowledge, I am unacquainted.

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I dreamed about an elephant, an old elephant who communicated with me telepathically. He told me he was tired. He wanted to die. It was his time to rest. Next came a big bear from the woods. Just to visit me. He laid down next to me on the sofa and hugged me.

The only bear with whom I am personally acquainted is Teddy … and he wears a feathered bonnet.

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The dream bear was wearing a navy blue sweatshirt.

Where do dreams come from? I know the theories, psychological, paranormal and upside down and none of them quite fits.

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Dreams seem to combine bits of reality, mythology, memories, and books I’ve recently read. Our current binge TV shows. All these unrelated images combine in peculiar ways, yet I inevitably awaken with a powerful sense that there’s something important I need to know, which I’m trying to tell myself. And which continues to eludes me.

Maybe some day, the key will come with the dreams. The lock will turn and many secrets will transform into knowledge.

Or maybe not.

THE IRON COWBOY – GARRY ARMSTRONG

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While Marilyn was deep into her favorite sport — shopping — I discovered the iron cowboy. There he was, sitting on the fence.

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Watering his horse. Wizened from the sun, dusty from the desert. Stolid against the perils of the trail, impervious to thirst and heat.

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The rain was closing in and sunset was near. Time to hit the long and dusty trail.

BLACK & WHITE SUNDAY ON A MOODY MONDAY

BLACK & WHITE SUNDAY: MOODY

From Paula Black & White Sunday Challenge:

“It does not necessary mean gloomy, or grumpy like the critter in my photo; moody can be also interpreted as temperamental, pensive, introspective as I am at the change of the year , changeable, volatile.

If you don’t have an emotional child or a fretful pet, show me some wonderful moody skies or landscapes, or anything that fits the bill.

2015 was a difficult year for many of us. I wish for 2016 to change the global mood, to bring us more stability, good health, positive thinking and all round happiness.”

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So I offer you Bishop, wearing his sad face — not easy for an inherently merry dog.

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And our woods on a foggy afternoon in December. Two moods, both toned in copper and sepia.

May the rest of this year be better for all of us than the one recently past!