Pulling up the floor of Altair, it would be easy to mistake this scow for a potting bench. On May 18, about half the floor had been removed and still no sign of dry balsa core. What happened to this boat? We may never know. But this will make a fine racing craft for the lucky person who eventually takes charge of this beauty. Continue reading The Resurrection of Altair
The blossoms are as big as basketballs this year and Mooch felt compelled to see them a bit closer. His foster mom Trish knows Mooch has always had a fondness for altitude! Special thanks and a big hug to the award winning photographer: Georgia Cates.
Mooch loves the woods and snow…
It can get kinda rough out there in the cemetery…and Mooch seems to love it! He met a new friend, a Basenji named Momo, who has explosive speed and corners on rails. Then, there is Annie: a border collie mix with moxie. This white hound gave Mooch a real chase and I am certain he was not interested in falling prey to this new, spirited buddy. We were lucky enough to run into Katie, the beautiful sweet Border Collie who is grace in motion. Thanks Barbara for letting Mooch play with your angel!
Both mornings started with frosty dew and warmed with cloudless skies. Mooch’s dark head is a photographic challenge, but I think we are getting the hang of it. Good thing too, because we love to capture the expressions on his face. Thanks to Karen for helping manage our muse these mornings!
The little tyke seems to be adding pounds and we knew it for sure on New Year’s morning when his collar no longer fit around his neck!
There were some beautiful sunny days over the holidays and there are still brilliant colors if you know where to look for them, especially on the lichen and moss covered stones and trees.
