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~Thomas Kelley~
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Saturday, April 23, 2011
EASTER BLESSINGS
We are ready....the table is set....
bunnies in place....
the peeps have arrived....
and some nice bunny brought me flowers....tulips....daffodils....
and chocolate eggs....
the table is decorated....
We will be thinking of loved ones who are no longer with us....but are tucked deep in our hearts.... and those who reside far away....Happy Easter to all our family and friends....from all of us here at Dog Trot Farm....
It's been a busy day....some bunny is plain tuckered out....Blessings....
bunnies in place....
the peeps have arrived....
and some nice bunny brought me flowers....tulips....daffodils....
and chocolate eggs....
the table is decorated....
We will be thinking of loved ones who are no longer with us....but are tucked deep in our hearts.... and those who reside far away....Happy Easter to all our family and friends....from all of us here at Dog Trot Farm....
It's been a busy day....some bunny is plain tuckered out....Blessings....Thursday, April 21, 2011
EASTER DELIGHTS
It is beginning to look like Easter here at Dog Trot Farm....eggs have been hung...and a bird finds a home in an old primitive decorated pussy willow tree....
rabbits sport their finest....some shiny and new....
others collected from long ago....
there are dancing rabbits....
while others sport eggs....
a fuzzy peep.... 
eggs and grass....
delightful scents found everywhere....ti's spring ....
Awake, thou wintry earth~
rabbits sport their finest....some shiny and new....
others collected from long ago....
there are dancing rabbits....
while others sport eggs....
a fuzzy peep.... 
eggs and grass....
delightful scents found everywhere....ti's spring ....
Awake, thou wintry earth~fling off thy sadness.
Fair vernal flowers, laugh forth
your ancient gladness ~Thomas Blackburn~
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
BEATRIX POTTER
Delightful Spring....tulips..daffodils..chicks..bunnies....when I think of spring I am also reminded of Beatrix Potter... illustrator and author of the much loved children's stories..."The Tale Of Jemima Puddle-Duck... "The Tale Of Mr. Jeremy Fisher" ..."The Tale Of Squirrel Nutkin"..."The Tailor Of Gloucester" and my personal favorite "The Tale Of Peter Rabbit"...the naughty little bunny who lived with his mother and siblings Flopsy, Mopsy and Cotton-Tail in a sand-bank, underneath the root of a very big fur tree....
A Journal.... is a most wonderful book.... filled with Beatrix' delightful illustrations....photographs....personal letters....family history.... life as a young girl....heartache in the death of a beau....married life at middle age....land owner.... farmer....and savvy business woman.
Beatrix was born in London and home schooled....leading a somewhat reclusive life....She had the most incredible imagination and was a true lover of animals....Beatrix did own a pet rabbit named "Peter".
the artist....
Beatrix' personal copy of The Tale Of Peter Rabbit....
Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cotton-Tail had bread and milk and blackberries for supper....
Christmas cards...
I hold such fond memories reading these stories to my two now grown sons....
Peter who not only lost his shoes...his blue coat with gold buttons....went to bed with a stomach ache....due to eating to much in Mr. McGregor's garden....naughty bunny....this is what happens when you do not listen to your mother!....
If you are a fan of Miss Potter... as am I... you will thoroughly enjoy this book....a true insight to a most remarkable woman....
So on this cold wet April day...I kept the wood fire burning....pulled out the hot cocoa machine....and dreamed of spring days to come...
A Journal.... is a most wonderful book.... filled with Beatrix' delightful illustrations....photographs....personal letters....family history.... life as a young girl....heartache in the death of a beau....married life at middle age....land owner.... farmer....and savvy business woman.
Beatrix was born in London and home schooled....leading a somewhat reclusive life....She had the most incredible imagination and was a true lover of animals....Beatrix did own a pet rabbit named "Peter".
the artist....
Beatrix' personal copy of The Tale Of Peter Rabbit....
Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cotton-Tail had bread and milk and blackberries for supper....
Christmas cards...
I hold such fond memories reading these stories to my two now grown sons....
Peter who not only lost his shoes...his blue coat with gold buttons....went to bed with a stomach ache....due to eating to much in Mr. McGregor's garden....naughty bunny....this is what happens when you do not listen to your mother!....
If you are a fan of Miss Potter... as am I... you will thoroughly enjoy this book....a true insight to a most remarkable woman....
So on this cold wet April day...I kept the wood fire burning....pulled out the hot cocoa machine....and dreamed of spring days to come... Tuesday, April 19, 2011
THANK YOU
Thank you one and all for the wonderful advice and tips directed towards eradicating the migraine inducing skunk odor from Winslow Homer....
He may not be the sweetest smelling dog in town.... but he sure is the cleanest....
no more late night outings for this little man....he is grounded....
He may not be the sweetest smelling dog in town.... but he sure is the cleanest....
no more late night outings for this little man....he is grounded....Saturday, April 16, 2011
APRIL SHOWERS BRING MAY FLOWERS~
"And Spring arose on the garden fair, like the spirit of love felt everywhere; and each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast rose from the dreams of' its wintry rest." ~Percy Bysshe Shelley~
With each passing spring day Jonquils stretch their golden face's toward the sun....a simple delight on this cold April day. I planted these Jonquils twenty-eight years ago for my late mother in-law on a banking behind her home. The bulbs were planted in a location where they could be viewed from "Ellie's" kitchen window. A simple pleasure which my dear mother in-law enjoyed and looked forward to each spring. My small garden bed has been tilled and today the first sowing....peas....spinach....lettuce...."Old Timers" here in New England insist on planting peas before April 15th. I have faith in their wisdom. Wind and rain is forecast for this evening....I have covered the seeds with a garden cloth...hoping my recent sowing will not be washed away....
I have vowed to become diligent with my garden record keeping.... from the first sowing....seeds....annuals....perrenials....shrubs....trees....and to track the progress of each planting....what does well....and those that are a big FLOP.... Also....thinking it would be wise to track weather conditions....and the dreaded insect invasion....what is successful and what is not in the battle of their demise....
Onward to the kitchen....now.... when my grown son's make an impromptu visit....I am often confronted with the words "mom where are the cookies?" and my reply "well If I new you were coming"....so today I am prepared....triple chocolate chunk cookies....a man cookie....and a favorite here at Dog Trot Farm....and If you are wondering....yes....there are doggie bags to go....
Winslow....plain and simple smells like a SKUNK....the Skunk Kleen may have helped....somewhat....there have been several applications....but unfortunately the odor still remains....and unfortunately for me it has triggered a migraine....
Winslow.... doesn't seem to mind....not at all....
With each passing spring day Jonquils stretch their golden face's toward the sun....a simple delight on this cold April day. I planted these Jonquils twenty-eight years ago for my late mother in-law on a banking behind her home. The bulbs were planted in a location where they could be viewed from "Ellie's" kitchen window. A simple pleasure which my dear mother in-law enjoyed and looked forward to each spring. My small garden bed has been tilled and today the first sowing....peas....spinach....lettuce...."Old Timers" here in New England insist on planting peas before April 15th. I have faith in their wisdom. Wind and rain is forecast for this evening....I have covered the seeds with a garden cloth...hoping my recent sowing will not be washed away....
I have vowed to become diligent with my garden record keeping.... from the first sowing....seeds....annuals....perrenials....shrubs....trees....and to track the progress of each planting....what does well....and those that are a big FLOP.... Also....thinking it would be wise to track weather conditions....and the dreaded insect invasion....what is successful and what is not in the battle of their demise.... 
Onward to the kitchen....now.... when my grown son's make an impromptu visit....I am often confronted with the words "mom where are the cookies?" and my reply "well If I new you were coming"....so today I am prepared....triple chocolate chunk cookies....a man cookie....and a favorite here at Dog Trot Farm....and If you are wondering....yes....there are doggie bags to go....
Winslow....plain and simple smells like a SKUNK....the Skunk Kleen may have helped....somewhat....there have been several applications....but unfortunately the odor still remains....and unfortunately for me it has triggered a migraine....
Winslow.... doesn't seem to mind....not at all.... Thursday, April 14, 2011
A DAY OF FIRSTS
The day is still....there is no wind....the air is carried with voices of children at play under the afternoon sunshine....crows cackle....and Winslow Homer is in hot pursuit of two squirrels chasing one another off into the wood. The chickens bathe in the warm earth and bluebirds twitter back and forth building their nest for a future brood.....It is a day of firsts....first Jonquil picked from the flower bed....
and tulips too....
the grass is slowly turning from brown to green as the last bit of snow melts into the earth....a pair of Mallard ducks swim in a temporary pond alongside the driveway and a formation of Canadian geese fly overhead traveling to their summer destination....laundry flaps in the warm breeze....these are the days we have been longing for....Spring has arrived....how wonderful it feels to sit in the warmth of the sun and read a few pages from a new favorite book....
slowly nature is awaking....peepers serenade us with their evening song....and Winslow Homer....well he has incurred a first for the season too....
need I say more....
well....maybe that he is proving all his doctors wrong....I'm still keeping my fingers crossed and toes!
and tulips too.... 
the grass is slowly turning from brown to green as the last bit of snow melts into the earth....a pair of Mallard ducks swim in a temporary pond alongside the driveway and a formation of Canadian geese fly overhead traveling to their summer destination....laundry flaps in the warm breeze....these are the days we have been longing for....Spring has arrived....how wonderful it feels to sit in the warmth of the sun and read a few pages from a new favorite book....
slowly nature is awaking....peepers serenade us with their evening song....and Winslow Homer....well he has incurred a first for the season too.... 
need I say more.... 
well....maybe that he is proving all his doctors wrong....I'm still keeping my fingers crossed and toes! Monday, April 11, 2011
THIS DOG'S LIFE
Monday morning....the heavens burst open and torrential rain did fall.... t'was the kind of morning where you just wanted to pull the covers up....listen to the rain....thunder rumbling and linger in bed a bit longer....
But if it's Monday....old lazy bones Winslow Homer needs to get a move on....Our day begins with an 8:30 veterinarian appointment with Dr. Rust.
Before we head out the door.... 5:30 insulin injection....
and then an assortment of various medications....heartworm...antibiotic....three medications for Winslow's liver....one antihistamine for itchy skin enhanced by his diabetes....a cough medication... Winslow has a collapsible trachea....so add another pill....and let me just state some of these pills are HUGE....this owner needs to be creative in getting such medications into one small clever dog....for the large HORSE pills....cut a slice of hot dog....insert the pill and seal with a bit of peanut butter....my own creative pill pocket....hey a girl has to do what a girl has to do to keep her little man alive....Last week Winslow ran away from home....thank goodness for kind neighbors....he was returned....no worse for wear....thank you Deb....and each evening he goes out and clears the yard of any night time predators....
and each day.... in the yard....
he takes a siesta....a well earned siesta....
but when his ear's perk up....
he goes on duty....
so this little hen....feels safe and secure....to catch up on her beauty rest....
just a day in the life of one little dog....my little dog....
But if it's Monday....old lazy bones Winslow Homer needs to get a move on....Our day begins with an 8:30 veterinarian appointment with Dr. Rust.
Before we head out the door.... 5:30 insulin injection.... 
and then an assortment of various medications....heartworm...antibiotic....three medications for Winslow's liver....one antihistamine for itchy skin enhanced by his diabetes....a cough medication... Winslow has a collapsible trachea....so add another pill....and let me just state some of these pills are HUGE....this owner needs to be creative in getting such medications into one small clever dog....for the large HORSE pills....cut a slice of hot dog....insert the pill and seal with a bit of peanut butter....my own creative pill pocket....hey a girl has to do what a girl has to do to keep her little man alive....Last week Winslow ran away from home....thank goodness for kind neighbors....he was returned....no worse for wear....thank you Deb....and each evening he goes out and clears the yard of any night time predators....
and each day.... in the yard.... 
he takes a siesta....a well earned siesta.... 
but when his ear's perk up.... 
he goes on duty.... 
so this little hen....feels safe and secure....to catch up on her beauty rest....
just a day in the life of one little dog....my little dog....
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