Dancing&Dogs

A MiniStallion, owned by friends in Belwood. His name is longer than he is, and I can't remember it! Horrors!


Sunny September WeedFlowers - Goldenrods and Asters.. The goldenrods remind me of fireworks, and the asters blue is the cheeriest colour.


Burdock Behemoths. 6 Foot tall, I've never seen them so tall before!



Peaceful Pond.


Perseverance, or the Roses that shouldn't have bloomed.
Stunning examples of why I shouldn't even try to grow the English Tea Roses, during a continuously cold downpour of a summer, with no chemical interventions, which is against my green principles. I have used soapy water with some success, but not when it's raining every single day for three months.. I've given up on most of my gardens this year. So much rain, every weed missed is a giant overnight. I hadn't even looked at this plot for about a month. It made me laugh to see those determined blooms, standing proudly atop completely skeletal stems..

My chaos of dogs have decided to train me to dance. Apparently, I am most excellent at this with them. We try to stay within each others "orbits". Okay, except Flip, who does have many frogs hopping into the pond and distracting her right now. The black glop Flip manages to fling onto her tummy and legs and paws on the edge of "my" pond is kinda groady, which is such a doggie desire.

Blaze & I ping each other, all the time. I loook left, left she flies. Stop, drop, roll-over, fly again after the word geese, I need a musical score, and then you guys can watch us country dogs dancing. It's like Blaze and I are traveling on a single path, split only by distance, not intent or direction. It's like riding a horse who's really with you, and is always looking for where you want to go.

Actually, truth be typed, I've over-pingified Blaze. Or something. I've got a very motivated individual, in Blaze. We've decided to play body mirror games, as we walk. I should say, she has, since counting trees is mostly boring to her, whereas Flip counts everything, and always ranges ahead, trying to find something without my noticing it. Flip is A dog first. Blaze is My dog, first. Flip is funny, Blaze is serious.
My husband, annoyingly, nailed it when he said Flip is under-trained, Blaze is over-trained. Happy medium? Maybe for my next dogs:)

I have let Flip tell me how to train her, and she makes me laugh with her. Blaze wants me to tell her EverythinG, now. Not literally, but it's pretty funny to watch..
Blaze is practicing her English language skills. Flip has them All figured out. One of the descriptions for my chaos breed is "stubborn, and barks a lot". I would describe them as opinionated, and vocal when they have deemed it necessary.

I wanted to mention the dearth of several birds that have been seen in my area for many years. Not seen, or heard, this year, includes Eastern Meadowlark, Indigo Bunting, Bobolink, yellow-breasted grosbeak...
sigh. It's quieter, in the country, aka the outskirts of Toronto's wilder places. The road noise grows.

My Wonderful Cousin's Web-Site
Don't expect a great web-site with lots of techno stuff. She will never be techno-savvy. But she is horse savvy. That's WAY more important, for the horses.

Thought of a great new motto about my silly blog and horses, as I was typing a reply to cousin..
If ya can't ride 'em, write 'em.
All I can do right now...

I've been trying to re-ignite my horse fire, dang thing went out.
Kindling, people, I need kindling! Someone really annoy me, or something.
That should be pretty easy to do;)

Party at fernvalley's, btw.
Be there, and bring your tools.