I don’t know why we humans force Halloween costumes on our pets. Do any pets REALLY enjoy getting dressed up? Well, maybe those chihuahuas on Beverly Hills Chihuahuas enjoy it, hmmm… For sure, our Paco has never been too thrilled about Halloween dress-up. But, dang, he sure looks cute! 😉
Trillium…always my first official sign of spring on the Olympic Peninsula 🙂
The trails behind our house…I love our outdoor playground!
Isn’t that big stump awesome?!
Red flowering currant
Paco loves it when White Creek is flowing 🙂
White Creek in the springtime
Looking up into our forest canopy. Do you see the heart?
Looking for the heart through the trees 🙂
Me crossing White Creek 🙂
Young stinging nettles…we eat these around here. Boil ’em, steam ’em, saute’ ’em, the nettles dissolve and you end up with a tasty green rich with iron. Just make sure to harvest them with thick gloves!!
A dandelion globe…not sure if that’s what it’s called but, that’s what I see! 😉
Here’s a sequence of three pics trying this new wordpress gallery “circle” feature for the first time…it looks kind’ve cool! I just realized when you use the gallery feature, the camera properties are listed when you click on each photo, which I appreciate!
So, this is my husband “trying” to cartwheel with my daughter. LOL Actually, he did a decent job! Grownups: if you haven’t cartwheeled in awhile, you should try it. It’s fun but, harder than it looks! 🙂
ISO 400, f/1.4, 1/3200 sec (Nikon D7000 with 85mm/1.4G lens)
Oh, these beautiful eyes reach into my soul and still my heart. Almost 10 years ago we got Paco when we were having a hard time getting pregnant. To cope with my maternal pangs we got this 7 week-old puppy, the runt of the litter with no tail, and he comforted me through 3 1/2 years of every negative preggo test, failed fertility treatments, and miscarriages. So, I refer to Paco as my soulmate and my firstborn. When I was upset he would just stare at me with those soulful eyes and “tell” me that everything was going to be okay. He’d let my wet tears fall on his soft fur and while raising him he taught me that I had the makings of a caring, thoughtful parent. One day, while we were starting the adoption process, I miraculously got pregnant (I found out at the dentist office…that’s another story), even after we quit fertility treatments and after the docs gave us dismal news about our poor chances to conceive. I’m grateful for our miracle daughter, now 7 years old, and our sweet, sweet Paco. These eyes are soulful, magical, comforting, healing, heartwarming and memory-stirring. ♥♥♥