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Wednesday, May 5, 2010

The Mean Red's

Two days ago I came very close to losing my beloved Cosmo.

For those of you who haven't met her here is a shot...

We have had her since her birth in August of 1996. She is a Border Collie/Pit Bull mix and has been my close companion for nearly fourteen years. Cosmo,or as we call her... Doe'd, started to swell up and drool after her dinner on Sunday and she had to have her tummy deflated by the Veterinarian. We are so lucky we reacted quickly, she surely would have died. On Monday morning we made the decision to have her put down because of the doctors feelings the night before, so I was a complete wreck all day. I had a bad case of "The Mean Reds". Then the doctor called and said she was doing well and we could bring her home. She is a miracle dog! I have never been so relieved, I have my baby back. She is pretty tired though... I am so happy she is back in her favorite chair.

In a lame attempt to get my mind off things I grabbed my camera and took the following photos on my walk to the Post Office.

Spring is here!

I liked the fresh red paint on this fire hydrant but just pretend that ugly pile of dirty snow isn't there...Spring struggles around here.

I couldn't leave you with that last ugly image so here is a photo I took the day of my dear cousin's wedding in Portland. She happens to be having a Birthday tomorrow

Happy Birthday Cuz!

I love you J

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Portland Mish Mash

Today's post is just a mish mash of photos I took while we were on our trip to Portland, Oregon last July. Sorry I couldn't get more creative than that. Today I have to work at my job that pays instead of the job I love.

This photo below, I took while at a stop light in... I can't remember where... well anyway, we were just sitting there and this motorcycle pulled up beside us and ...bingo I saw this shot! I love it, although I wish I could erase the SUV and the "Park Here" sign, but I can't have it my way gotta just let it happen.

I really can't explain this one. We saw this elfin stone house on our way to Columbia, CA. Just behind it the hillside slopes down to a gorgeous grassy valley hidden by dense trees. I peeked just a bit, but the "no trespassing/private property" signs kept me away. Oh but it looked so inviting down there. I imagined the tiny abode was really a doorway to subterranean stairs... maybe a gold mine? Who knows, it could be an outhouse... no, it seems way too romantic to be a toilet.

Now this odd building below I have pondered many times. It is in a tiny little corner park in Lee Vining, CA... the entrance to Tioga pass and Yosemite National Park. I do not know the story behind it... weird huh?

A look back at Mount Shasta... again I wish I could erase the car and street lamps.

Interesting wall except for the A/C unit and the street sign...Ugh!

I love bridges, all kinds...

and water towers. I think it's a side effect of my obsession with movies filmed in the New York City area.

The photo below is all that is left of the flat of Oregon berries we bought at a small farm just outside of Portland. Oh, they were so yummy.

This tombstone is not in the front yard of this house! Doesn't it look like it is? There is actually a street in between.

The weather was so lovely the entire trip, but I wanted it to rain! I mean I was in the Pacific Northwest right? Lucky for me it did rain a bit on our way out of Portland. Here is proof... from the car window. :O)

I leave you with this shot. So lush, the greenest place I've ever been.
Have a lovely day.

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

A Blissful Bride

I had the honor and great pleasure of attending my lovely cousin Janee's wedding on July 11th in Portland, Oregon. She married a wonderful man named Will in the Shakespeare Garden in the Rose Garden in Washington Park. It was one of the most beautiful weddings I have seen. I had never been to Portland before and I am still struck by the lushness. The roses are amazing, huge and the smell is heavenly, the perfect place.