Include but are not limited to:
-cutting fresh flowers (as you saw HERE)
-watering the veggie garden and hanging flower baskets
-turning on the pickle in the studio
-feeding Mister Pinky and letting him out of the studio
-checking for red in the rhubarb patch as well as tomatoes, zuchs, cucumbers, beets and string beans
-feeding the self
-saying hi to Sue
–chatting with Burda as she strolls by with her pooch
-deadheading the roses
-consoling Farley
He happens to be terribly depressed.
Bird season opened yesterday in the great state of Idaho.
…and he didn’t get the chance to fetch me my dinner.
Poor fellow.
Poor me!
There’s nothing half so tasty as a freshly harvested, freshly baked, entirely organic, happy little free ranging Ruffed Grouse. There’s nothing half so happy as a bird dog with his quarry in mouth.
Hang on Sequoia’s Fleet Farley. Hang on. We’ll get you doing your business before you can say jackrabbit.
PS I’ll be updating the Etsy shop tomorrow morning as soon as I have new work photographed and ready to roll! See you there!
PSS On a totally unrelated topic, isn’t THIS amazing? I actually spent part of my childhood near Dauphin, Manitoba, Canada when my family was stationed in Riding Mountain National Park. We had interesting wildlife scenes similar to this, rather often, in the front yard. Spotting lynx is very uncommon. Seeing an entire posse is downright amazing!