Playing with a new camera is fun and a bit overwhelming for the humans. My bit is just to sit and look pretty. And I think I do that fairly well. Word. Title: Depth of Field… Continue Reading
Category Archives: Dog 52
Assignment: Dog 52 :: Week 18
I’m a lucky dog. Earlier this year, my favorite toy was disassembled from its original state. The rope was mistakenly chewed off and all that was left on the float was a sad, little nub. But this holiday, I received a brand-spankin’-new toy with that fresh tennis ball smell and lenghty rope. In heaven, I…… Continue Reading
Assignment: Dog 52 :: Week 17
There are masters of still life: the paintings of Cezanne, Cassatt and Matisse or the photographs of Irving Penn and Edward Weston. I’m proud to insert myself in this homage to the masters (tail included.) Title: Still Life with Tail… Continue Reading
Assignment: Dog 52 :: Week 16
If I had to pick one place, besides home, it would be here. Walking a trail is one of my very favorite things in this dog’s life and it gives me what I need and crave. It’s not unusual for a trail to be near water, so add a bonus swim to my walk, and…… Continue Reading
Assignment: Dog 52 :: Week 15
It’s got a delicate curve, don’t you think? I sprained my tail once and THAT was no fun. A tail is remarkable in its construction and use. I may have to dive deeper into the tale of the tail soon. Title: Wag More… Continue Reading
Assignment: Dog 52 :: Week 14
There is a stream that runs to the Farmington River on one of my favorite hikes. It appears at the most opportune moment… and it’s oh so good. Water. Is there anything better when you’re truly thirsty? Title :: Thirsty Work… Continue Reading
Assignment: Dog 52 :: Week 13
Hello? Will you be petting me this instant? What’s gonna happen right now? Yes, right now, because that’s all I care about, being in the moment. This moment… where you may scratch my chin and ears or throw a ball or we can just mix it up like a couple of puppies. Yeah, let’s wrestle!…… Continue Reading
Assignment: Dog 52 :: Week 12
When it’s cold outside, around 11 am, there is a place on the floor where the sun warms whatever is in its path. I like that to be me. A-Dog seems to like me here — I’m right at her feet and the sun mixes with my fur to create that lovely aroma of sleeping…… Continue Reading
Assignment: Dog 52 :: Week 11
What UP, fuzzy sisters and brothers? I’ve got attitude today and I’m wearing it in my expression. So, throw that there ball you’ve got in your hand and stop snappin’ my picture. I’m on to you, Freddy. Title :: Ready Freddy… Continue Reading
Assignment: Dog 52 :: Week 10
I have mentioned that autumn is a wonderful season for just the fact that I can dig in leaves. Digging is forbidden every other season of the year, but once the leaves hit the ground, my paws (and head) make the dive into sweet, earthy browns and golds. Title :: In Deep… Continue Reading
