Despite the chilly winds, especially when the clouds pass over the sun, it was a beautiful morning for a walk and taking photos. I love the colour of the sky on mornings like this and how it reflects onto the water. Let me take you on my walk through my photos.
Last week, the rain cleared away the last bits of snow, the sun warmed up the air and the ground and I even sat on a log by the beach and enjoyed watching the ducks on the lake and the Great Blue Heron on the pond.
…..and then the temperature dropped and we woke up to this on Sunday morning.
It’s still icy cold and this morning more snow fell after I dropped my daughter and her family off at the airport. When they arrived in Moncton, N.B. they were greeted with hail. Ahhhh, winter in Canada. Luckily, we know that spring is just around the corner but we can’t put the boots away just yet.
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Despite the very cold weather a large gaggle of geese and ducks were swimming close to the beach over at Col. Sam Smith Park yesterday. Right in the middle of this group of waterfowl was a lone swan.
…I’ve been MIA for the last two days dealing with a very sick Frances
Frances was our beloved dog for over 14 years. It was just a few days ago that I announced that she turned 15 and little did I know that 5 days later she would be gone. It is never easy to have to make the decision to put down an animal. We both knew that the time would come when we would probably have to make that decision. Apparently very few dogs die naturally.
My husband always said that Frances was his dog but we had a special bond of our own. When I came home from work she would always greet me at the door and even in retirement she would come to me for walks. She loved going to the cottage with me, when Kevin couldn’t and she quickly learned that I had a soft touch when it came to doling out treats. Kevin always gave her liver treats before he retired for the evening but as soon as he went upstairs she would start on me. She knew she could break me down if she was persistent enough and she was persistent.
A couple of weeks ago I ran into a neighbour who was out walking her second dog. Her first dog had passed away a couple of years ago. Frances and Pichou were puppy friends. She was amazed that Frances was still with us and she declared that Frances was the last of the six or seven puppies that hung around together in the summer of 2007.
Every time we have a dog, my husband firmly announces that there will be no more dogs when the present one goes but this time he started thinking about the next dog he wants to own. This time I’m the one that says no more dogs (for now anyway). I was hoping that travel would be in the cards for us and having a dog just complicates that. It will seem odd though not having a dog in the house. We’ve had dogs for the last 38 years. Who do you think will win this argument?
Frances, the semi-wonder dogFrances at the cottage this past summer