This morning I was on the prowl for a pink dogwood and found this beauty.
I love, love, love this tree...
He was clipped like a male lion. We weren’t being mean to our cat, with him living on the farm, and with long abundant thick hair he would collect foxtails and his fur would turn into a mat. So, on occasion, we would clip him. That year I got creative.
Stand on the leash stupid!
My find last month, March 17, I was in Wilsonville, OR, and came upon Monument park...
I have to show you this, It isn't about flowers. But then, her name is Sweet Pea.
Saturday my little girl graduated from intermediate puppy class and is wearing her mortarboard. When she graduated from beginner class, the teacher tried to put a hat on her head and she turned into a squirrel--impossible to hold, and ripped off the elastic headband.
Lastly, mouse pad--mouse--my hand--cat's paw. He wins. I'm out of here.