Mary laughed at the pictures I put on the blog last night of the “rock” progress on the house. Each photo had a worker in it and she accused me of taking pictures of them instead of the rocks. How dare she! Here is a better picture taken from the door of the quilt shop.
Susannah likes to venture out from the barn after I do chores. I never let her into the yard during business hours because she likes no one but me.
My chickens enjoy the scraps leftover from the box lunch we served the bus group from Omaha, NE last Friday. What a handsome bunch of chickens!
Spools of thread – on the right is a new spool. On the left is a spool that became a dog toy without my permission.
Maggie got a short summer haircut last week and was feeling the chill over the weekend. She is really showing her age.
Thanks to all of you who sent condolences to Rick and me regarding Izzy. We are still somewhat numb and shocked that she’s gone. Several of you have been in this same situation and I appreciated your kind words.
Here is one of my very favorite poems:
A Dog Lover’s Prayer
My prayer book’s unconventional,
An album scarred with age.
The dogs who shared their lives with mine
Stand out on every page.
Though some folks picture Heaven’s gates
Atop a golden stair,
The precious photos in my book
Inspire this humble prayer:
Lord, lead me to a sun-washed field,
Then send them one by one;
Let yelps of joy lead wagging tails
As to my arms they run.
This Heaven that I pray for, Lord,
Where lilacs scent the air,
Is blessed with all the dogs I’ve loved
Who come to greet me there.