Tuesday, 27 September 2011

PonyGirl Progress Report

Some thoughts on the PonyGirl experience, so far. My dog has come a long, long way. It seems that once she hit 2 years old, a subtle change took place and she suddenly became more 'domesticated'. Her 'wildness' seemed to wane a little bit. She now comes when called (most of the time). She actually 'leaves it' when I say 'leave it'. We figured out that 'wait' is something she understands and is willing to do. This comes in so handy on the trail. Yay! Slowly, we have come to an understanding of each other. She is still the most unusual dog I know. She is not the Cowgirl, as I have finally accepted. But, I have learned to read her like a good book. She is still a reactive type dog so it is important for me to pay attention to her and everything around us. ALL. THE. TIME. We still work on 'impulse control'. This is a tough one. But she tries. She can now restrain herself in the presence of a cat, but only when she is on leash. The good thing is that if a cat holds its ground, PonyGirl just stops. She doesn't attack, and for that I am so grateful. It's the 'chase' that delights her. But still....well, I guess she IS a dog, after all. Oh and the one real sweet thing is that she is learning to like cuddling in bed. I guess she decided I was serious when I kept telling her that this was a non-negotiable issue. She is still just a bag of bones but now she lets me kiss her and hold her close. I am relaxing more with her and she is too. Funny how that works.

Friday, 23 September 2011

Good Eats

I realized that the earlier pictures I posted of some of my harvest were rather pathetic. Granted, it was not a stellar year for the garden. Not just mine, but most everyone around these parts experienced lower than normal yields. Things that normally did well, didn't, and vice versa. So as we are finishing up our season and I took stock of the produce I did get and well, maybe not an abundance, but for a former dweller of a major metropolitan area, not too shabby. There is something wonderful about growing things that you can eat and it does seem that the garden gets bigger every year. That's a good thing, yes?

Friday, 16 September 2011

Maya and the High Heeled Canadian Adventure

These boots are NOT made for walking...no they are not. But haven't we all fallen in love with a pair of shoes when we were young(er) and had to have them? We ignored the voices of reason telling us "NO, you'll be sorry" , "they're so impractical", "it's your money". Recently, when I had my favourite kid here, we went shopping together and much to the chagrin of her 'bad-dad', we came home with these beauties. I could not help it as it reminded me of myself and MY high-heeled heart throbs of so long ago. Sorry no pictures from those olden days. Need I say the 'girl' looked mighty fine when she pranced around the basement 'SATC' apartment to show off her style and her runway stomp. Alas, they were a bit of a disappointment when we went downtown and had to walk around the marketfest on the Friday night out ..."ow"...she said...and ended up taking those high-heeled sneakers off and going barefoot. Oh well, once again, fashion vs. function and like a true fashionishta, my favourite kid, is not giving up.

Thursday, 8 September 2011

A Bit of a Bounty

It took a while to get here but once it did, summer has been spectacular. So many long, hot days and cool-ish nights. But, most likely you are all experiencing the same thing in your neck of the woods, so I won't belabor the point. The garden wasn't the best one ever, but there were and still are some surprises. My flower garden newly planted last year, survived a very harsh winter and generously graced us with beautiful blooms. The bees have been very happy. I snitched a few peas before the deer got them all and they are in the freezer. Fabulous beets! Tomatoes...not so good. Yummy lettuces all season long. The squashes are still going strong and we should have a mess of them to store in the basement for eating this winter. Even the potatoes did okay. My sage, oregano, parsley, thyme, tarragon and savory are ready for drying. Basil was a disaster but thank god for friends with sunnier yards. By far, the stars this year have been my shallots and onions...aren't they just gorgeous?

Thursday, 1 September 2011

Idaho Peak and My Favorite Kid

This has been an amazing summer. We finally went on the Idaho Peak hike and my favorite kid came to visit. The vistas were amazing, both, far and near, and I feebly tried to capture some of the AWE we all experienced. It was so cool to share it with Sweet Maya. There were others too of course including (BadChad, her dad) and the dogs who were running around and enjoying themselves and provided many blurred & fuzzy photos. I am also including a terrible photo of me (eeeek...my neck!) but a great photo of the favorite kid. That's how much I love her!

Friday, 26 August 2011

DEXTER, PDAs, Blockages & Political Incorrectness

Okay, just finished watching the entire 5th season of Dexter -- uninterrupted. WoW. Our favourite, lovable, serial killer has done it again (and again and again), yet we continue to forgive him and even like and respect him. Yes, it is a macabre attraction to his world of right & wrong. Annnnyyyyywwaaaay. my real topic here is the fact that I have been dealing with some blog blockage lately. My life continues to be as unremarkable as it always has been, yet previously I have not had trouble finding something ri-dunkilous to write about. The other day the significant other and I had a 'PDA' not the good kind, but a 'Public Display of Attitude' right out in the driveway. Now you'd think that would be funny, right? Okay, now that I am thinking about it , it was funny. We got kind of loud and both commented on the other's piss poor excuse for a life and other such nonsense. It felt really good, actually and went no where before it just fizzled out. I decided to clean the bathroom ( it needed to be done anyway) and practiced my Daily Ruminations. Just like other forms of meditation, this one works really well for me...my heart-rate slows down, my BP lowers, my mind clears and once again as I find my inner child with a touch of tourrette's ( I know, it's not PC to find humour in this disorder/syndrome but I do, at least the swearing part). Honestly, trying to find something meaningful and significant in the daily morass can be frustrating at best and downright depressing at worst. I have got to stop making sense.

Monday, 22 August 2011

Some Puppies are TOOcute

Not much more to say.
  • Pepper
  • Sydney
  • Baddog
  • Badgirlz
Summertime 2011

Sunday, 14 August 2011

some more montana

I don't take nearly as many pictures as I should when I am traveling or maybe as I could but here are some of the 'mythical-Montana' that movies are made of with conspicuously missing ones of 'meth-Montana'. Yes, it appears that from the loads of signage around that say things like 'do Meth and Death will be your designated driver' for example, that this is a real problem in these parts. I guess sometimes when you are born into, and live your entire lives with such astounding beauty, you don't see it after a while. Could that be it? I am sure it is quite complicated but I still just want to see what I want to see and choose to disregard the messy, methy rest. So, here are some of what I saw but could not really capture totally, but you get the idea.

Saturday, 6 August 2011

A-M-A-Z-I-N-G & ' WILD- DOG' INCIDENT

Montana was truly just that...amazing. Although the bugs at the National Park were a bit much and we blew out of there rather quickly, we ventured to other as beautiful places, a bit itchy, but 'awed' and happy on lakes and rivers. It was the less visited places that hit the spot, of course and the 'coy-dog' (that is a dog-x-coyote which we are now convinced is what PonyG is) agreed. She was very, very good on this trip (mostly) and really got into the rhythm of the road and seemed to get calmer and calmer as the days passed. There was only one 'incident' that I will report at this time....she hunted down and caught and killed a snake. No, I have no pictures of this but I will do my best to describe. We were walking through a lovely meadow beside a river and Miss PG was hopping around in the high grass looking just like a coyote--her front paws were folded up on her chest and she was hop-hop-hopping around the field and then she started stomping the ground. She was hopping & stomping and just looking so cute until she popped up with a snake in her mouth. This was the O.M.G moment...the first. Then she started violently shaking the poor thing like the feral beast she had become and the next thing we see is this snake flying through the air (in slow motion for what seemed like minutes) and landing in a tree. Me stunned. Snake obviously, dead. This was the next O.M.G moment. 'WILD-DOG' was as happy as could be and would have eaten the thing if she could have reached it..yeah, like that was going to happen. Baddog,baddog,baddog,baddog.......snake-killer

Monday, 18 July 2011

M O N T A N A....

ON THE ROAD TO BIG SKY COUNTRY