Change Is Hard

…but change is certain.


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It’s raining here

Three killdeer

Three killdeer

I feel like I’ve moved to the Pacific Northwest.  It’s raining here.  Every day we wake up to 35 degrees (1.6 C) and mist.  Or 35 degrees and rain.   It rains off and on all day and all night.  We haven’t seen the sun in so long I’ve forgotten what it looks like.  I have faint memories of walks in the park under a warm sun, but my most recent memories of the park are walking through slush in my winter coat, wearing gloves and telling Katie to hurry up!

Today it’s overcast and 35 degrees.  The week long forecast holds a little hope of warmer temperatures but looks like rain every day.  I guess we can dream.  I have an adventure brewing that would be nicer if the temperatures were above freezing.   And if it doesn’t rain on me that would be extra special.  On the other hand all this rain could be snow, like my friends up north are experiencing. And Duluth Minnesota just got 7 inches of snow with more coming tomorrow.

Maybe I’ll just sit down and be quiet.


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Mama went and registered me for another trial!

Don't hate me because I'm beautiful.

Don’t hate me because I’m beautiful.

Katie here.  You know, first Mama goes and visits Ricky without me.  Then she takes me to school and tells me I have to pay attention more because she’s registered me for another trial and we have to get focused.

And then she brings CHICKEN to school and I’m so crazy I can hardly stand it.  She says she thinks I’m a little too motivated with the chicken and says maybe she’ll go back to cheese.  I say, how can  I be TOO motivated anyway!?!  Mamas are crazy.

So anyway, Mama registered me for my very first obedience trial!  Ha!  Like she thinks I’m going to be obedient?  Me?  I’m a princess….in case any of you have forgotten.  I do what I want when I want to.  Unless there’s cheese or even better chicken.  Then I do exactly what my Mama wants right away.  I guess I can be bought.

The trial is Sunday April 28 at an arena about an hour away.  Wish us luck everybody!  We’ve got a couple of weeks to practice.  Mama says she doesn’t have to memorize any crazy signs and all I have to do is heel when she says to heel and watch her.  I suppose I can do that.  Oh.  And come when she calls.  And sit when I’m supposed to sit.  And stand when I’m supposed to stand.  And not be afraid of the judge even when she touches me!  But those long sits and downs?  I got that, no problem.

I may be a princess…but I am an educated princess.


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I heard the red-winged sing

Daffy Daffodils

Daffy Daffodils

The weather guy forecasts more cold days, maybe even some snow for the coming week.  But I’m not discouraged.  We were momentarily in the 50’sF (10 C) on Friday and again today.  We saw a tiny bit of sun.  And repeatedly I’ve heard and seen the sand hill crane screeching across the sky.

But today I heard the red-winged blackbird sing which is proof positive that it is spring regardless of the weather guy’s prediction.  On a quick tour of the yard Katie and I found even more evidence; little bits of green poking their heads cautiously out of the mulch.

Sedum hides beneath the fall leaves.

Sedum hides beneath the fall leaves.

Brave little souls aren’t they.

Poppies poke nervously toward summer.

Poppies poke nervously toward summer.

Katie and I went looking for the snowdrops we know come up behind the house, and there they were!  Fewer this year but still blooming their little hearts out for us.

It's springtime in their hearts.

It’s springtime in their hearts.

And the clincher that it must be spring?

Almost got him!

Almost got him!

Katie chased her season’s first chipmunk up the drainpipe.

Yep, we’ll probably be roasting hotdogs on the grill any day now.

Geranium greets spring.

Geranium greets spring.


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Cheated!

Katie here.  I just can not believe it.  Never would I think my Mama would cheat on me!  Not me!  I’m the P.R.I.N.C.E.S.S.!

But Mama and Dad went away for the weekend and they didn’t take me!  I had to go to the doggie spa!  And it gets worse!

Mama with Chris and Ricky!

Mama with Chris and Ricky!

They went behind my back and met Ricky!  Yes!  THE Ricky!  Without me!  How could they!

And now Mama keeps talking about how cute he is.  How he’s tiny.  And adorable.  And quieter then me.

Geeze.  Well let me tell you, when she came to pick me up on Sunday I told her off.  And I kept telling her off all the way home.  I used my outside voice too.  Even when we got home and I got to see my Dad I was still mad.  And I made sure they knew it.  Yes I did.

Little Ricky

Little Ricky

You know what?  They SMELLED like Ricky!  Did they think I wouldn’t figure it out?  Huh.  Parents.  What are you going to do with them.

Of course now Mom’s all like “We’ll take you with us next time Katie.”  Yea sure.  I never get to do anything fun.

But I got my revenge.  I got my Mama up on Monday morning at 5:30.  Just cause I can.  I hope they’ve learned their lesson.

Now I need a nap.  These people wear me out.

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Finding spring in Columbus

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAThis past weekend I spent a delightful evening at Ohio’s Columbus  Symphony which worked in tandem with the BalletMet to celebrate spring.  I can tell you first hand it was worth the four hour drive.

The first half of the concert was filled with Debussy and Ravel.  The haunting and gentle flute solo of Debussy’s Syrink with its low soft notes was  played beautifully by a musician standing in a theater box above the main floor.  It was a perfect introduction to the night’s emotional music and a backdrop to the slow sensual dancing of two members of the ballet.

Debussy’s Prelude to the Afternoon of a Faun followed immediately and continued the low but lush theme.  As the music grew you could almost see the green shoots emerging from the damp earth, you could smell the hint of rain and see the buds on the trees swell.  Soon I could imagine all sorts of birds, some walking along the shore, others soaring over head accompanied by the undertones of bull frogs among the reeds and, yes, the fawn frolicking in the afternoon sun.

The first half of the concert concluded with Ravel’s Rapsodie Espagnole.    Influenced by Spain, the first three movements felt as soft and wonderous as the preceding pieces and I was still imaging that pond full of wildlife, though sometimes the frogs were sounding  less Midwestern as the Spanish rhythms became more apparent.  The fourth movement finally provided all the expected fire of a Spanish dance and was brought to full realization by members of the ballet.

At the conclusion of the first half, just before the applause began, you could hear a collective sigh from the audience.   The symphony and the ballet had held us all spellbound.

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Igor Stravinsky’s The Rite of Spring:  Pictures of Pagan Russia in Two Parts filled the second half of the performance; Part I, The Adoration of the Earth and Part II, The Sacrifice revolve around villagers dancing in celebration of spring.  The group dancing during these pieces was spectacular and engaging.  And of course I especially enjoyed the clarinet work.  Of all the pieces played that evening, this piece had the biggest sound, the most intense feeling, the fastest movement.  It was as if we were all moving through spring, and bursting out into summer on the other side.

Of course there was a long standing ovation.  As soloists, both dancers and musicians, were recognized the crowd continued to applaud.  And we were all smiling.  Because for a couple of hours we  experienced the touch of spring.   No matter that more snow was forecast, that the temperatures were frigid and the winds blowing.  For those moments inside a packed concert hall we stretched toward the sun and felt the warm breeze on our faces.  We witnessed joy.

And in the days ahead as we shovel the heavy spring snow and bundle up against cruel temperatures we can remember the soft beautiful music of green sprouts unfurling, of birds soaring overhead and fawns playing in the sun, of dancers celebrating.  We were lucky to be touched by a bit of spring this past weekend, thanks to the artists in Columbus.

And that will help us make it through these last weeks of cold.

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Restless barn addition

I was restless today.  I needed to be out there doing something.  Alone.  Do you ever long for an adventure just for yourself?  The sky was blue but it was cold as mid March is want to be in Michigan.   I took the camera and left with no destination in mind.

I ended up, as I usually do, in farm country.  I didn’t find a lot that inspired me enough to want to get out of the warm car.  But I found two barns for my collection.

It's huge.

It’s huge.

These are not my family’s barns.  I really do need to do that…photograph the house and barns where my mom grew up.  But these two caught my eye among the many barns I saw today.

It's bright.

It’s bright.

My adventure was not so exciting.  But it was mine.

And that’s what counts.

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Happy St. Patrick’s Day

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAThe weather people remind us that last year on March 17 we had 75 degrees (23.8 C).  This morning when I took Katie-girl out for her morning jaunt it was 22 degrees (-5.55 C).  What a difference a year makes.

The heat wave we experienced last March, no matter how much we enjoyed it, was a very bad thing.  Many of our farmers had no crop last summer, most of us lost trees and shrubs. Though I long for spring I will wait, albeit impatiently, until the appropriate time for warm breezes and flowers. Meanwhile — Happy St. Patrick’s Day to all of you!  Enjoy some Irish Soda Bread and some forced forsythia that Katie and I cut from a bush in the yard last Sunday.

It’s blooming in the house today.

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Another weekend another park!

I walked a long way!

I walked a long way!

Good morning everybody!  Katie here.  My Mama took me to the park again yesterday, but I can only give you the short version because she says she has to go to work and doesn’t have time for all this dictation.

So anyway, we went to my favorite park, but there was so much snow melting that we ran into this:

Pretty wet out here Mama!

Pretty wet out here Mama!

I said we could go right through it but my Mama is a wuss and said it was too deep.  So she bundled me up and we went to another park.

This one was a lot dryer and there were lots and lots of people there, riding their bikes and running and walking with their dogs and other peoples.  I was very very good.  We practiced some distracted heeling…cause I was distracted until I remembered the treats!

Got treats Mama?

Got treats Mama?

We walked a long way.  See that first picture up there?  What?  You don’t believe I walked over 7 miles?  Huh.  So you know me pretty good don’t you.  Yep we walked one mile and then we turned around…and since it’s four miles to the end of the trail and 4 miles back on our way back to the car we could pretend we walked the whole way!

One mile is still a long way!

One mile is still a long way!

Oh hey!  I almost forgot to tell you!  We were almost back at the parking lot and this family was just starting out with a big standard size black poodle.  The dog was all over the place.  The Dad was busy texting someone and the Mom was trying to get the dog under control.  My Mama told me to “HEEL!” and “watch her” and I did, I walked right by the spinning black dog without looking at it!

And you know what the Dad said after they got by me?  He said, “Did you see that dog?  That was a good dog, did you hear her say watch me and the dog watched her!  Why can’t you do that?”   And my Mama laughed out loud.  Yes she did.  Cause she and I know that doesn’t just happen without a lot of work.

I'm a good girl!

I’m a good girl!

But I am a very good girl.  Yes I am.  Now I need a nap.  All this talking so early in the morning wears me out.  Too bad Mama has to go do that work thing.

Yep.  Too bad.

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