Archive Favorites ~ Post No. 9

This is one of the photos from my second post, dated 8/25/2009. I called it:

Dog Days of Summer

I think it's easy to see why I like it so much. From left to right, the dogs are Soldier, Angel, and Princess. 

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Look how they greet you. 

They truly are the best critters ever!

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Marina del Rey, California

We had a sailboat there, Errol and I. Now can smile because I'm left with so many great memories.

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Ears

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April 2011


Three Ravens

Three ravens, a mother raven and two youngsters, came at the beginning of summer last year to

spend the night on the thickest wire that leads from the electric pole to our house.

The two young ravens seemed to be wired themselves, just like kids before bedtime. While the youngsters bicker, mother raven stoically looks the other way with a sort of long-suffering raven look on her face.

OK, so what shall we do now?

I know, let's try the thinner wire down below!

Oh, no, mother raven, help, I think I'm falling off! As if to remind her youngster he can still fly, she raises her wings and flaps them a few times.

OK, I got it, I can use my wings to balance with. Cool! It's all so easy if you don't panic. 

Look at me now, I'm almost comfortable. 

But it's really much better on the thicker wire above, so I think I fly back up there.

Hello!

Come any closer and I'll beat you up, thinking you're so cool and all, says his sibling. 

While mother raven looks the other way, once again, wishing for some night-time QUIET, already.

The three ravens spent every night for the rest of the summer on our wires. When fall came, the youngsters were grown up and one night they did not return. 

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February 2017



Yellow Clouds at Sunset

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Baby Love

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Canyon landscape with clouds.

I will leave the Rust posts until spring when I can hopefully get out more and hunt for rusty things. Instead, I'm starting a new numbered project with favorite photos from my archives.

I have also found some great old photos from my mom and dad's early years together. My dad was a good photographer and used a very good Swedish made camera, a Hasselblad. I found some old pictures while on my quest to tidy up and get rid of stuff. So I'm thinking about posting some of those as well. 

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I feel so bad for all of you caught in the Polar Vortex. I was in minus 25 F in Jackson Hole, Wyoming, back in 1970, but there was so much snow around, it sort of made it feel less cold. Probably not much wind either. I'm living in a windy place here and I know that's what really makes it bad. I can't even imagine what you are going through. 

So I'm thinking of all of you. And little Ruby dog in Chicago, I guess you have to stay indoors......