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! 😉
During our evening dog walk I thought I’d shoot the reflection of the mountain relief in the perfectly still water of this fountain. Then, Paco decided to check out his own reflection and photo bomb my shot! He’s famous for photo bombing my pics but, once again, he made the shot way more interesting. I love Paco, my photo bomber! LOL
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! 😉
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. ♥♥♥