One of Pretty Hill’s Birds
Filed under: Memories

One of the reasons I love this land . . . the Hawk. He has been dropping by for the last two days. He finds a nice comfy place to hangout usually on a lower limb overlooking the backyard.
Filed under: Memories

One of the reasons I love this land . . . the Hawk. He has been dropping by for the last two days. He finds a nice comfy place to hangout usually on a lower limb overlooking the backyard.
Filed under: Memories, Paw Prints

Here is Cocoa again this year in the middle of my daffodils! She just can’t stay out of them. The color of her fur has changed dramatically since she was a baby. When chocolate Cockers grow lighter, it is called “silvering.” Chip’s breeder told me this a couple of weeks ago. Speaking of Chip—so far, we are on schedule for his arrival around March 14 or 15. We are bracing for an emotional impact!
Below is just one of my favorite views—the sky through the eyes of the trees at Pretty Hill .

Filed under: Paw Prints

I would ruin the moment if I added any words to these photos.

Filed under: Paw Prints, Winter Woods

“Oh, dear, snow in Georgia! How did it ever get in!” (Sort a play of words from GWTW’s famous quote.)

Saturday night came and as we waited for the snow to move in, P Bear got his monthly bath! And you better believe he needed it after four weeks of sustained dog kisses and “choppy” bites.