christmas tree

We Have A Winner

First off, Happy New Year! We hope you had a wonderful time with friends and family last night while you bid farewell to the old year and welcomed in the new. We spent the night with our dogs in the Yogo Hotel in Lewistown, Montana — somewhere between Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, Canada and Pocatello, Idaho. Tres romantique! But I digress. This evening, I mean to inform you of the winner of the 2011 Christmas Tree Contest. It was a close contest, and no wonder, the images were hilarious, sweet, profound, captivating, beautiful and wonderfully unique, as usual. We thank you all, again, for your entries as well as your votes.

Without further delay, the winner of the 2011 Christmas Tree Photo Contest is:
Baby’s First Christmas — Spokane, Washington, USA

Runners up are:

With Their Eyes All A Glow — Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, Canada

Country Christmas — Winthrop, Washington, USA

Wrapped In Light — Milton, West Virginia, USA (so tender and beautiful…)

Thank you all, once again, for helping to make the Christmas season a beautiful one, as you always do.

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I’ll pop by again tomorrow to regale you with tales from our trip home to the Great White North and I’ll share a handful of spiffy images of snowy owls and an action shot of my sister and I landing side-by-side triple axles whilst ice skating (whattttt?).

I missed you all. I hope you are well.

Handsome but good for nuthin?

Methinks not!

Last night, while in the midst of a dinner party at Plume Gables, I opened up the door to the laundry room to see Mister Pinkerton crouched over a dead mouse on a rug. Of course, I screamed. He picked the rodent up in his mouth and leaped out the doggy door into the night.

This was perfect timing for him to prove his hunting prowess to RW since the man tends to go on about how worthless Pinky is when it comes to seeking and destroying rodent populations around our property. I always knew the great white beast was hunting in the night and lazing about in the day. While he is getting rather corpulent these days I like to think it’s because he’s eating eleventeen meecies every single night, in the bewitching hours, when we can’t see him.

WHISKER TWITCH

This is all to say, if you have an outdoor cat that sometimes lives in YOUR laundry room during the day, have a little faith in the fellow when it comes to the rodenticide. Just because he’s not bringing his dinner in for you to see, every single night, it doesn’t mean he’s not slicing and dicing with his killer claws under the grapevines or over in the raspberry patch.

Happy Saturday to all!

We’re getting a Christmas tree today and you know what THAT means!!!!

That’s right. I’m gearing up for the second annual Christmas Tree Photo Contest right here at The Life and Times! Get your cameras out and start taking a few photos of your Tannenbaum!

To entice the few of you who are photographically lazy, I’ll let you know

in advance that the individual with the winning photo

will get a superfluously lovely care package from

Mister Plume and I! You can never tell who might win! It depends entirely

on how the vote goes…which could be in any old direction!

OFFICIAL CONTEST RULES TO COME, ON MONDAY!

Fa la la la la,

THE NOISY PLUME