Just to the left and out of this photo a patch of “Butter and Eggs” aka “Toadflax” is blooming. I called them wild snapdragons for a long time, but I don’t think they are even related.
Butter and Eggs with a few raindrops leftover from last night’s rain shower.
When I moved to Montana in early 1994, I lived in Whitefish.
This pond wasn’t there at that time. The entire view you see in this photo was open, grassy land that was subject to marshiness some springtimes during the runoff. The pond – actually ponds – were made to wrangle that marshiness into submission and allow for a soccer complex, a new hospital, a church and a LOT of houses. Like all change, there are both positive and negative perspectives.
Karl and I, Zack and I before Karl – walked here when it was grassy or snow covered before the pond and other development. Karl and I walk there now when we go to Whitefish. Karl and I were there yesterday for a vet appointment – he is fine! ….but there was a question and it held the possibility of being not so fine.
The question has been “on the table” for a little over a week. Even as things pointed toward a good outcome and I, along with a small, but mighty army of prayer warriors prayed for healing, strength, wisdom and grace…still, for us humans, it is challenging to keep fear and worry completely at bay.
My dear friend, Jeannine, wrote: “I have been holding my breath and praying God’s presence, as I felt you skirting the edge of the unknown, or whatever you call that place where everything changes all at once. Changing a little at a time, we can handle with some grace.” That, so succintly put, is the rub…
But, yesterday, from sunrise to sunset, everything in Karl’s and my world flowed smoothly, gurgling happily like mountain snowmelt making its way to a valley pond. The Hand of God showed itself in the morning beauty of the pond in Whitefish and gave us calm and peace.
In Bigfork Community Garden at Wayfarer’s Park on Flathead Lake: July 19, 2010
Just Pretty.
Smoke from fires in British Columbia cleared out late yesterday afternoon. The night cooled down into the 40’s.
A fresh new week starts with a fresh new morning.
Happy Monday and a good week to all!
It is hard to tell from the above photo, but those cookies are stars and Christmas trees. They are dog cookies…
Reader Pat from East Tennesee’s dog Wally emailed Karl a recipe for dog cookies a few months ago and I finally got around to trying it. I realized as I was mixing up the dough that the only cookie cutters I have are for Christmas cookies. Oh, well – Karl said he didn’t care if they weren’t bone shaped :)!
Adding to the festivities, Murdoch’s Home and Ranch Supply had a “this Saturday only”, 50% off all dog toys sale.
Well, now.
Karl and I were at Murdoch’s at 8:30 this morning procurring a few new toys.
The heavy favorite is the stuffed sheep with squeaker.
It will be torn apart fairly soon.
The squeaker and all of the stuffing will be removed. That thing that looks like a skin – that is a new kind of unstuffed toy. There is a squeaker but no stuffing. Apparently, Karl is not the only one that feels the need to remove the stuffing.
So, how were the treats???
I think they passed the taste test. That look is “Please may I have another?”
That look is “heavy sigh”…
Friday evening, about half an hour before sunset, the low sun hit evening clouds that were blowing up against the Swan Range to my East.
Thunderstorms were pushing the clouds against the ridge.
I was taking these photos as thunder rumbled – barely heard – to the West-Southwest. What a contrast – blue sky deepening to dark with sunlit clouds spread by the wind of the approaching front: twilight clouds.
Photos taken 8/6/2010 8:55 p.m.