Day #2 in her new home, and our sweet little honey bee has adjusted beautifully! Beatrix is a live wire and definitely on top of her game! I am already head over heels in love with her….and owe a bucket of love to the person that talked me into getting her. I took B. to Ingrid’s preschool this afternoon and all the children got to meet her. She was shy for the first 30 seconds, then lavished everyone with puppy kisses galore! She loved it there, and was so GOOD!
She is a great little dog. The children loved her and it was so much fun to witness their enthusiasm!
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Of course, by the end of the day, she was completely exhausted. She is lying in her bed in front of the fireplace as I write this. Look! She has a little smile on her face. This has been a great day!
I am grateful today. So grateful. We are all smiles around here these days.
It snows infrequently in Portland. This morning, when I saw the first flakes drifting from the gray sky, I thought to check the hummingbird feeder. Sure enough, it was frozen solid, so I brought it indoors, thawed it out and refilled it with nectar concentrate, this time, using warm water. No sooner had I hung it back out than this little guy discovered it and took a long, thirsty drink.
When the snow really started to come down, I grabbed the camera and walked around the block to get a few shots. Not all birds fared as gracefully as the hummingbird.
Some of our plants had been fooled into thinking spring had come early. Unfortunately for them, it clearly has not.
I love how the snow instantly transformed the hood into a winter wonderland. And even in the snow, love still abounds.
The tree branches gently caressed the falling snow which contrasted beautifully with the green moss.
Even the gargoyles are tucked up tight against the freezing wind.
And the snow leaves its cryptic messages on the walk….
Even my little spring-colored mosaic Zen house is shivering!
It is still snowing as I write this. Puppy is snug and warm by the fireplace and I am getting ready to enjoy a bowl of homemade Tom Yam coconut soup, firey hot with peppers and kale-stuffed dumplings.
Beatrix and I are going to hunker down and be thankful that we are warm and safe. This is going to be a peaceful evening.