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Bit of a Princess

5 June 2012 | Category: Stories | Author: Clare

Both the dogs recently attended the local 'Dog Spa'.

It is aptly named, as both emerged much cleaner, tidier, and smelling delicious.

To make this an honest account, I have to report that it did only take one good romp around the beaver pond to render them once more under-qualified for a seat on the couch, but it was and still is, very fun to see them prance around like they just lost 10 pounds.

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Spruce Trees

5 June 2012 | Category: Stories | Author: Clare

I wander around the cabin, staring accusingly at the spruce trees surrounding the now vulnerable looking building.

Being an accumulation of hard work, sweat and tears for years now, the cabin has always seemed very solid to me. Not perfect, not beautiful even, but sturdy.

Having grown accustomed however to the bizarre manner in which an 80 or 100' tree can simply fall over, with or without the help of strong winds, I am looking at my house now as a protective parent does their child on the first day of school.

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Chasing Butterflies

5 June 2012 | Category: Stories | Author: Clare

I find myself cajoling and coaxing the iPad to sit in a convenient place on it's folding cover. Propping on books, cushions, or against the TV that remains mute but for the occasional movies I rent from the library.

Nothing seems to work, until finally you find that perfect, but tenuous footing. The struggle is generally just long enough to know true appreciation when the battle is over.

That accomplished, to the day at hand. ...[Read More]

Maternal Instinct

5 June 2012 | Category: Stories | Author: Clare

It seems that while dogs are capable of learning, they can also be incredibly slow on the uptake.

Particularly when there are 2 of them.

Walking as we do down the path, or running if I feel so energetic, we often startle wildlife. Elk, deer, grouse, geese, and more recently, and unfortunately, bears.

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2 May 2012 | Category: Stories | Author: Clare

I am not sure I agree anymore with my earlier sentiment.

Though disappointed they were here so soon, I had been happy to exchange the snow for the company of mosquitoes. But clearly I had forgotten how irritating these little guys were.

Besides, when I say little, that does not quite do justice to the dimensions of these flying tyrannosaurs. I guess I could more accurately liken them to modern day pterodactyls, but that doesn't quite convey the size of their bloody teeth. ...[Read More]