Nature Friday ~ August 30, 2024

Welcome to the last Friday in August. Can’t say as we’re sorry to see the calendar roll over to September. Elsa here, along with the House Pony who got spiffed up in anticipation of his first visit to the new Lutheran hospital this morning. I will say he cleans up pretty nicely. Wish them luck.

Wilson

But now for, how about we join our friends at Adventures of the LLB Gang for their weekly Nature blog hop. Don’t forget to click on the highlighted link to see what others posted this week.

Wilson:  Egad…my hairs have been stolen! I was rather tricked into going for a ride but I suppose if I have to get all dolled up to go to hospital, at least Sydney from The Dirty Dog Grooming Salon was there for me. She’s very sweet and understands us sheepdogs. She’s has nearly a dozen sheepdog clients and she makes us all look terrific. My coat is a bit shorter than usual this time but luckily it’ll grow.

Elsa: Well, she better not get any ideas of working on me since I know she does other breeds. Yeah, that’d be a hard no as far as I’m concerned. I can barely tolerate it when Mom grooms me, let alone a stranger and frankly, I don’t care how nice she is. She ain’t getting her clippers anywhere near me!

Wilson: Now, now, Sydney’s wonderful. She very kind and patient. You could do much worse.

Elsa: Bite your tongue!! Well, let’s stop all this grooming talk-it’s giving me the willies and get right to sharing pics from around the neighborhood, shall we?

Wilson: Righto! So you remember a couple of weeks ago when we posted a picture of a bright orange pumpkin in someone’s front garden? Look at it now to see how much it’s grown. I sat nicely in front of it [before my  luxurious furs were stolen] to give you some scale as to how big that monster is!

Wilson & pumpkin

Elsa: Yikes…that thing is as big as your fat head!! And the vine has gone completely bonkers. I think they’re going to have a tough time mowing the grass.

Wilson: It was really something, I wanted to go investigate it more closely but Mum would have none of that. Instead we walked on and came across this cotoneaster shrub. The flowers have bloomed and now the berries are the main event. The birds are going to be in hog heaven this winter. They do look tasty.

Cotoneaster shrub

Elsa: {Diverting the growling tummy of the House Pony} Maybe there’s a squirrel in there somewhere.

Wilson: {Interrupting} Squirrel?!?!  Where…lemme at him!!

Elsa: {eyes rolling} Oh good grief, do I have to explain everything to you? That was just a figure of speech. I don’t think there are any squirrels in that shrub.

Wilson: Well, I’m going back to check it more closely the next time we walk past it, just to be sure. You know how I feel about squirrels.

Elsa: Yes, we all know how you feel about squirrels. Sheesh, give it a rest, dude. Let’s move on, shall we?

Wilson: Fine. Mum was pretty excited about this next photo of a morning glory vine. It had the classic purple, the often seen fuchsia and the palest shade of blush pink, all together. The only thing missing was the cornflower blue version which is Mum’s favorite when it comes to morning glories but we haven’t seen the blue ones this summer. Aren’t these dazzling?

Morning glory

Elsa: As you know, we typically go for our morning walks around dawn so as to avoid the heat which has been relentless still. Lately we’ve have more than a few mornings where sunrise has been very colorful. Just like last week’s post, we were beginning our walk and thus are very enthusiastic, when Mom slams on the brakes to stop and admire the sky. Humans…you can’t begin to figure them out.

Wilson: I hear that, sister. But still, you have to admit, it sure looked smashing.

Sunrise

Elsa: I suppose but for crying out loud, I don’t need a whiplash at 5:30 in the freaking morning!

Wilson: You’re right about that. We’ve got our rhythm going and BAM! we have to break stride to photograph something. I know Mum wants to capture things before they disappear, but it is a bit disorienting.

Elsa: I noticed she found a new lawn statute the other morning.

Peacock

Wilson: She sure did. I wasn’t sure about what it was exactly and approached cautiously but Mum assured me it was safe and no harm would come to me. I think she called it a peacock.

Elsa: Hmm, meh. Not exactly my cup of tea but you know Mom. So she was talking to her daughter to get an update on the new puppies and she sent pictures of them that we thought we should share because it’s been a while. I can practically smell the puppy breath. My heavens…those little guys sure are growing. Can’t believe they’re six weeks old now. Soon it will be time for them to go off to their new homes. She mentioned they’ve decided to keep this little black guy. Isn’t he cute? I offered to show it some awesome Ninja moves but that offer was resoundingly declined. The brindle fella next to the black guy is reportedly a bit of a stinker. He repeatedly manages to escape the whelping box and go looking to pester his Mama. I think he’s gonna be a handful, but a pretty cute handful, with those white tipped toes.

Irish Wolfhound puppies

Wilson: Mum keeps wondering how her daughter manages to get all eight of them to sit for a group photo. Well, technically seven in this photo…as that little stinker brindle pup breaks rank. They had their first outing in the backyard a couple of days ago and had a jolly good time checking out grass, bugs, and all manner of interesting things. You can’t help but smile watching them romp around.

Irish Wolfhound puppies

Elsa: Well that’s it from the Ranch. We hope you have a great Labor Day weekend and are able to enjoy getting out and seeing what Nature has to offer in these last weeks of summer.

Wilson: I heard we’re going to see our Grandpa to celebrate his 94th birthday. Baby Halia will be there to wish him many happy returns so he’ll be on Cloud 9 again. Can’t wait to see him and maybe I’ll get to meet the donkeys while we’re there. We hope you have a safe and happy Labor Day weekend. Cheers.

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Rainbow Bridge Remembrance Day ~ 2024

Anyone who’s owned a pet knows all too well the pain of losing that special companion, but they continue to live in our hearts yet every once in a while, something you see or hear reminds you of them in an especially significant way. Today is the day we honor and remember them through Rainbow Bridge Remembrance Day. Not a day goes by where I can’t imagine any day that went by over the past 4 years where I don’t recall my two most recent angels.

How did this day come about you ask?  The day was created by author Deborah Barnes as a way for people to share their memories of the pets that were lost after she had to say goodbye to her kitty, Mr. Jazz back on August 28, 2013. Deborah published a heartfelt book detailing the journey of letting Mr. Jazz go, called “Purr Prints of the Heart – A Cat’s Tale Of Life, Death and Beyond” wherein she expressed her feelings and the anguish she felt.

Reaction to the book was profound and Deborah realized other pet owners shared a similar journey when they lost theirs. Then in 2015, Deborah created Rainbow Bridge Remembrance Day as a chance for people everywhere to share their stories and memories of pets who were loved and lost.

These two sweet and precious Angels remain missed ever so much.

Angel Sam
My Angel Knucklehead, Sam
Norman
Precious and adorable, Norman

So today, I can’t be remiss by not acknowledging and honoring other beloved pet such as my beloved McKenzie, the black standard poodle who was rescued from the Denver Dumb Friends. He was one of the most fun, loving companions who made me laugh countless times over his 13 years with me. He passed on August 29, 2002, shortly after I moved into my current home so today is particularly poignant.

McKenzie, Eliot & Crosby
The Three Amigos-McKenzie, Eliot & Crosby

There was Eliot, my first sheepdog, also adopted from the Denver Dumb Friends who introduced me to the Old English Sheepdog breed and Crosby, the lovable Airedale/shepherd/mastiff mix who had the goofiest mohawk and who also was an epi-warrior, passing away far too soon. He taught me so much about the condition which has definitely benefited Elsa. Puck, my second Old English Sheepdog was also rescued from the Denver Dumb Friends two years after Eliot was adopted, after she had been taken away from an abusive family. That girl was a pill of a dog if ever there was one and the cleverest counter surfer I’ve ever known.

Puck & Eliot
Puck (l) and Eliot (r)

All these special dogs brought a deep richness into my life and I still miss them all through tears, smiles and memories from our time together. I’m a better human for having had each one of them in my life.

Hope you take a moment to recall the beloved pets from your life, especially today.

Live, love, bark ❤️‍🩹

Monday Musings ~ August 26, 2024

Happy Monday. For those keeping score, there are twenty-nine days left in the summer from hell with today being the last Monday in August. Since Wilson joined the Ranch, he’s always been an ‘enthusiastic’ eater, so much so I serve meals in a puzzle slow feeder. It still only takes him about 5 minutes to gobble the kibble, toppers, veggies and supplements.

Today’s smile somewhat resembles mealtimes although I can’t imagine any delay in quickly inhaling his meal. The frame where Farley is waiting looks a lot like Wilson, although in his case, it’s because I have him wait until he receives the release command. This waiting period lasts from 30-60 seconds and has helped him with impulse control and confidence building, not that he’d ever wait for any condiments. The puddle of drool for me to clean up once he’s inhaled eaten his dinner is just a bonus for me.

Monday smile

Here’s hoping all your meals are ‘pawfect’ this week.

Live, love, bark! 🐾

Nature Friday ~ August 23, 2024

Elsa on sofa

Happy Friday, sports fans. After yesterday’s August Friends post featuring Wilson and his Wagon, I’m going to let him do today’s edition of Nature Friday…with a bit of supervising just to make sure he’s doing it right. That whole support your brother thing was exhausting. As always, we’re joining our friends Rosy and Sunny from Adventures of the LLB Gang. Be sure to click on the link to see what everyone else has posted.

Wilson:
Thanks again for everyone’s kind, sweet comments to yesterday’s August Friends post. We are so touched by your sweet notes and are particularly grateful to Ann for her awesome artwork. Didn’t she do a fabulous job? So let’s get started, shall we?Elsa:  💤 💤 💤 Huh, wha…? Did I miss something?Wilson: Nope, just setting up today’s slices of nature from around our neighborhood. It’s been an interesting week of ‘this and that.’Elsa: Ok, well chop, chop, House Pony. I got some serious catching up on my 💤 ‘sWilson: Righto. Well, on to it then. So Mum’s been saying for a while that we’ve been overrun by grasshoppers this summer. They have become quite the issue in Colorado and particularly down south where my Grandpa lives. Here is another factor that’s likely being impacted by climate change. According to Colorado State University Extension horticulture expert and entomologist Karim Gharbi, it’s because warmer days began earlier in spring, grasshoppers came out of dormancy sooner which likely means they’ll hibernate later in the season as colder temps will probably be delayed, providing them more opportunities to mow down plants throughout Front Range gardens.

Grasshopper
Ugly little bastards

Wilson: {continuing} These bloody things are everywhere and have caused nearly a 40% loss on farmer’s crops around Pueblo. As if squirrels weren’t bad enough noshing on Mum’s tomatoes, now we have to battle these bloody creatures with insatiable appetites. Grrrr.

Elsa: They constantly startle me when I go outside for potty breaks by jumping in front of me. Mom keeps encouraging me to “git it, Elsa” but no way Jose…I ain’t eating that foul thing. I refuse to even try.

Wilson: Me neither. I prefer wasp protein.

Elsa: {eye rolling} Oy, you’re just begging for a trip to the vet’s office aren’t you?

Wilson: Well, at least they appear to be easier prey than squirrels.

Elsa: You’re supposed to leave both of them alone, you bonehead! {smacking a paw to her forehead} Good grief, why in the world did I get this moron for a brother is beyond me.

Wilson: {disregarding the admonishment} Ahem…moving along. Speaking of vets, Mum found a couple of murals that were freshly painted on the building that’s going to house at a new local veterinary location that’s scheduled to open soon. We like our current vet but this one would be closer to our house and could be a good alternative on those days when the vet’s office is closed. Being a solo practicing vet, he began closing the office on Tuesdays during COVID so this could be a potential backup if necessary. Anyway, Mum was impressed with the artistry and the details on the murals.

Mural Mural

Elsa: Nice! It’s rare these days to find a local independent vet not owned by a big corporate practice group.

Wilson: That’s exactly what Mom said. So, we’ve had some gorgeous sunrises this week. Mum always oohs and ahhs which means she’ll pull out her cellphone to take a picture just as we’re getting started on our walk. I need to remind her gently that “we’re walking and not photographing” but I don’t have the heart when she clearly loves early morning scenes like this. I will say it was a beautiful morning even if I had to wait to get rolling.

Sunrise

Elsa: I’ve begun to notice teeny tiny signs that we’re excited about seeing…little spots of leaves transitioning toward autumn, which, for the record, is just a month away. Hallelujah! It can’t arrive too soon in our books.

Changing leaves

Wilson: That could be heat stress (lots of trees are suffering right now) but Mum thought this strip is watered often so maybe it is a sign that autumn is coming soon. Paws crossed. Moderate temperatures and that beautiful golden light will be so welcomed.

Elsa:  I’ve noticed the Plumbago has been blooming profusely as have the Blue Mist Spirea around the Ranch. Bees really like these plants. Soon the Plumbago leaves will start to turn a beautiful shade of mahogany ushering in autumn.

Plumbago
Plumbago
Blue Mist Spirea
Blue Mist Spirea

Wilson: Bees? {smacking his lips}…

Elsa: Down bucko. Leave them alone; stand back and admire them as they pollinate work.

Wilson: Well alright. But I’d prefer to see them up close and personal. Mum was walking around the neighborhood and came across this beautiful Western Tiger Swallowtail butterfly, noshing on tasty, nectar filled phlox. He seemed shy as he kept turning away from Mum’s camera but must have been super hungry since he didn’t fly away for several minutes. Mum was so captivated at his beauty.

Swallowtail butterfly

Elsa: Ooh, that was one handsome creature. Well buddy, thanks for sharing some halfway decent pics this week. Whatever you do this weekend, we hope you find time to find joy and beautiful images in Nature. We have no specific plans but just hope to kick back and relax. Have a great weekend!

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Celebrating August Friends

Wilson badgeGreetings sports fans, yeah, I know it’s not our usual day to post but I just couldn’t contain my excitement that our friends Ann and June from Zoolatry featured the House Pony on her blog today. Way to go Wilson, although I’m sure I would have been an equally pawsome feature subject. Elsa here, I’m very proud of my oaf of a brother, especially because he will begin bringing joy and smiles to all kinds of folks when he starts visiting the staff and patients at the new Lutheran facility which opened earlier this month. And a special shout out to dear Ann who created such fabulous badges-we love them both. Isn’t she amazing? Be sure to visit her website-she’s so creative and quite generous making badges of all types for the cats and dogs of Blogville. We are so very grateful to her for her work here and throughout Blogville. Way to go Ann!

Wilson's wagon

Wilson’s Wagon will begin his probationary visits at the hospital next week and both Mom and he are so looking forward to bringing comfort to the folks at Lutheran. Once he completes his probationary period, he’s be awarded the purple scarf indicating he’s a full fledged pet therapy pooch. Couldn’t be more proud of the dude! Way to shine, “Intern Wilson.” You’re on your way to becoming a full fledged dogtor. And again, thanks every so much, Ann for doing an amazing job on today’s badges-you’re the best. That Denver skyline is the bomb! Don’t forget to drop by her truly wonderful blog. She’s the best!

Friends header
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Monday Musings ~ August 19, 2024

Good grief, where did the weekend go? Somewhere along the way, we seemed to have lost a day, but at least we managed to answer all the questions that popped up, unlike the subject of today’s smile. We hope your week’s ‘pyramid’ is amazing and that you aren’t stumped with any trick questions. Make it a great Monday.

Monday smile

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Nature Friday ~ August 16, 2024

Elsa in the PlumbagoWelcome to Friday where we share small slices of Nature, urban style with our friends, Rosy and Sunny from Adventures of the LLB Gang. Be sure to click the link to see what else was shared. Elsa here, so let’s get right to it, shall we?

Elsa: {whispering} Hey everyone, thought I’d start before the Kraken wakes up. This week…

Wilson: Huh, wha…who goes there?

Elsa: Dang it, I was this close to setting the tempo for this show and now I’ll have to share the spotlight with the land hippo. Sigh.

Wilson: {stretching} Yawn…top o’the morning, mate. You starting without me?

Elsa: What, me? Nah…erm…you know me…I was just getting things ready so we can share some stuff together.

Wilson: Uh-huh. Ok, for a moment I thought maybe you were going to start without me. Well let’s get this train moving, shall we?

Elsa: Yeah, whatever. This week was pretty doggone decent as far as temperatures go but from what I understand, Mother Nature has decided enough of being nice and has decided to go back into pizza oven mode. Ugh. We even received a couple of small showers which were so very welcomed but I guess that ship has sailed.

Wilson: Well you have to admit nature sure made things look good. The veggie gardens are bursting with some yummy looking produce. What’s this gigantic thing called? It just seemed to pop up overnight.

Pumpkin

Elsa: That my friend is a called a jack-o’-lantern pumpkin. Humans will carve it up into a scary face for Halloween, which for those of you who love that holiday, is just 76 days away.

Wilson: You don’t say, mate? So I guess that means there’ll be kids ringing the doorbell and being offered treats? I love those kinds of days.

Elsa: {eyes rolling} There you go again…thinking with your 27 stomachs. Dude you gotta get a hobby or something and stop thinking about food all the time. Besides, candy is what will be dished out to kiddos and that’s forbidden for us dogs.

Wilson: Crikey…Mum sure like to torture us dogs with all the treats that we can’t have.

Elsa: Meh…Mom is just trying to keep us healthy. We just need someone to watch her. Since she started learning how to decorate cakes, she’s been doing a bit too much ‘quality control’ if you know what I mean.

Wilson:  She told me she just wanted to make sure that last batch of cupcakes was suitable to serve the family when they came for a visit. You know…pretty AND tasty. I kind of suspected something was not quite kosher.

Elsa: She tries, really she does but it’s hard to give up sweets. Maybe I should tell her Lent has been extended. She always gives sweets up for Lent. {pondering} I wonder if she’ll buy it?

Wilson: Probably not, She’s pretty clever. What she needs is to keep extra busy. I’ll see if I can convince her to take me out in public so I can get used to crowds for when I make my debut at the new hospital later this month-I do hope I do well.

Elsa: Time will tell, dude. What else you got from the veggie garden. I heard she saw an artichoke plant in bloom. It’s not yet ready to be eaten but no doubt after the next few days of sunny, hot conditions, will get there quickly. It’s actually kind of pretty.

Artichoke

Wilson: Mum was pretty excited to see it at her son’s veggie plot where things were ripening all over the place.  Some people think artichokes are a veggie but they’re actually the bud of a large thistle, before it blooms. When you cut an artichoke in half you’ll can see the thistle part inside. Here’s the anatomy of one cut in half.

Artichoke anatomy
Photo Courtesy of Favorite Family Recipes

Wilson: The outer petals are hard and somewhat tough but edible when you strip off the meaty part from the petal. The inner petals aren’t as tough and can be cut up and served with the heart. Then you get to the thistle part (the ‘choke’) which is inedible and is discarded. Then you reach the heart, where all the tasty goodness lies.The stem is also edible but is kind of stringy like celery.

Elsa: Seems like a lot of work when you can just buy them in a jar but I know how people can be.

Wilson: Well there is a lot of satisfaction in growing your own food so I get it. Sometimes it just tastes better. I know Mum feels that way about her tomatoes. This week she put up a couple of jars of sun dried tomatoes to enjoy over the winter. She never buys tomatoes in the winter-she says they always taste like cardboard so she’s looking forward to using them in pasta dishes once the weather turns cool. It will turn cool, right?

Elsa: Your guess is as good as mine but I think so. It’s a El Nińo year and is supposed to be colder but with the crazy way the weather has been, I wouldn’t be surprised with anything that happens. It’s best just to roll with the punches and do the best we can.

Wilson: You’re so right. Approach each day like us dogs and you’ll be a whole lot happier. Kind of like these guys from Mount Saint Vincent Behavioral Health facility that Mum walks past frequently. She thought the zinnias surrounding the statutes added to the joy of the scene.

Statutes

Elsa: The first time I walked past those guys, I wasn’t sure what to make of them but realized real quick they weren’t going to bother me.

Wilson: Well I hope you know I’d protect you if anyone tried to bother you.

Elsa: Pfft. I’m a Ninja…I can take care of myself but appreciate your willingness. Maybe you’re not such a…what do you call it…bloke?

Wilson: You can always count on me-just say the word and I’ll be there Johnny-on-the-spot.

Elsa: Thanks, House Pony. Appreciate that. So what else you find around the ‘Hood? Anything unusual?

Wilson: Well, we all know Mum loves sunflowers but she goes completely mental whenever she sees the bronze or red ones. This one is near a busy street we were going to cross before traffic ramped up so I was prepared to hustle across but then she stops, turns around and says “I HAVE to have a photo of that sunflower!”

Sunflower

Elsa: I can see why. It’s quite pretty. Bet the birds are enjoying it too.

Wilson: Oh yes, indeed they were. Much like the hummingbirds enjoy this trumpet vine which has been in full glory lately. Between the ‘hummers, assorted bees, flies, and ants, they all seem to enjoy feeding on the nectar of these vigorous plants. You can’t help but wonder if all the nectar isn’t completely drained before the summer is over.

Trumpet vine

Elsa: It does make wonder if there’s enough to go around. But like all good things, including this post, things have to come to an end. Because it’s going to be so bloody hot, we plan to stay close to home this weekend. How about you? Whatever you plan, we hope it’s enjoyable with a bit of nature to take in as well. Stay safe, stay hydrated.

Wilson: Righto, friends. Make it a great weekend.

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Monday Musings ~ August 12, 2024

Good Monday Morning. In the words of John Oliver, welcome, welcome, welcome! We hope you had a good weekend and cheered for your team, be it during the Olympics (which thankfully have concluded) or your football team which started pre-season games. While I’ll admit to watching plenty of the Olympics, I missed 99% of the closing ceremonies. I did however regrettably saw Tom Cruise’s appearance surrounding the next Olympiad to be held in Los Angeles. Tom is looking a tad long in the tooth but I’m sure his Mission Impossible fans didn’t mind. I, however was a bit shocked at the spectacle. Call me cynical but I’m sure NBC will start promoting the games soon. The level of commercial advertising during the games was mind-numbing.

Before we share today’s smile, I want to take a moment to send positive thoughts to all those affected by the ungodly amount of rain that tropical storm Debby dumped all up and down the East Coast. We thank our friend, Ann at Zoolatry, who distilled all of our sincere thoughts for those impacted by sharing this badge to let folks know we’re keeping them in our thoughts and reminding them that we’re a community and continue to think of them. Kindness matters. Thanks Ann, for sharing your latest badge.

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And now let’s turn to today’s smile. We hope your teamwork makes ‘pawsitive’ strides this week.

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Nature Friday ~ August 9, 2024

ElsaGreetings sports fans, Elsa here. Welcome to the latest edition of Nature Friday where we’re joining our hosts, Rosy and Sunny from Adventures of the LLB Gang. Be sure to click on their link to see what others have shared. First off, the heat of the past 87 years finally broke, and we’re experiencing some  very lovely temperatures and, get this…even had a little spot of wet stuff yesterday evening. Whoa…I almost had forgotten what that felt like. Anyway, let’s get started. It’s been a very busy week for the Mom-ster and she wasn’t able to get too many photos taken but the House Pony will share what we managed to see.

Wilson: Top of the mornin’ to you, little sister. Like you, I’m thrilled with the nice cool temps. When we went for our early morning constitutional, it was a crisp 58ºF (14ºC) this morning and we both were high stepping it along our route. The air was clean and fresh after a little shower last night and everything looked quenched instead of crunchy and brownish. It’s always quite remarkable how even just a small spot of rain can refresh the landscape when supplemental waterings merely keep things alive but never near as verdant as a bit of rain. This year with the heat and lack of early season frost, the fruit crops have done well. Peaches for instance, look quite juicy and sweet. They are most tasty but Mum says dogs cannot eat the stones since they have naturally occurring cyanide and are quite toxic to us dogs. They also could cause a blockage which would require immediate surgery. She’s really paranoid about it since a friend’s sheepdog passed away from eating a peach pit. I say let the bloody squirrels have the pits.

Peaches

Elsa: Not everyone knows that Colorado peaches are some of the best in the country. The best come from Palisade, near Grand Junction. Peach trees in Denver don’t often produce since our early spring can be sketchy for fruit. Palisade’s warm days and cool nights create the perfect climate for bringing out those delicious flavors with larger-sized fruits than those grown elsewhere.

Peaches can be tricky to grow, the crop in Denver doesn’t always produce fruit every year, especially when there are dry conditions or a late frost but when they do, oh my…talk about luscious snacks and scrumptious desserts.

A note of caution to consumers, if you don’t see the ‘Colorado Proud’ sign, you should realize they are not ‘Palisade peaches’ which are known to be extra juicy and extra sweet, thanks to the long sunny days and cool summer nights, which help all those delicious fruity sugars develop. A brief history of Palisade peaches starts with John Harlow. After the local Ute tribe was forcibly removed from their ancestral home on the Western Slope in 1881, settlers began developing the town of Palisade. Farmers discovered the soil was rich and nutrient-filled and perfect for vegetables and grains. But water was in short supply. John Harlow, who along with his wife, planted some of the area’s earliest peach trees in 1882 and spearheaded a canal project to divert water from the Colorado River to irrigate the region, and though it took years for his project to come to fruition, it worked. Palisade peaches are shipped throughout the lower 48 states.

Wilson: On of the many squirrels I encounter on my walks knocked one down near me so I grabbed it and tried to carry it with us but Mum made me drop it. Walks are for walking and sniffing, she reminded me so I dropped it like a good boy and then we had a great walk.

Elsa: So Mom has this thing about Cooper’s Hawks and the mated pair that live in the Silver Maple across the street in our neighbor’s backyard have been flying around the neighborhood. She hears them every morning and tries to call them with the lamest version of their shrill whistle. They must be dumb birds because they respond to her {eyes rolling}. I swear, it’s stuff like that which makes me embarrassed. I know she means well, but…behavior like that jeopardizes my cred as a fierce Ninja on the streets. She’s so fascinated by them but you’d think she’d carry her big camera with her more often so as to capture them much better.

Cooper's Hawk

Wilson: I for one was gobsmacked when it flew over our heads. I can see why she is so mesmerized by their presence and the fact that they ‘talk’ to her every morning is pretty posh in my books.

Elsa: You see what I have to put up with? Good grief.

Wilson: Not to be out done by the peaches, we’ve managed to find a few nice grape vines as well. They’re well on their way to being fully ripe, but again, these guys are on the “no eat” list. Sheesh, here I am wasting away and all Mum finds are fruit and plants that I’m not supposed to eat. What’s a poor starving dog supposed to do?

Grapes

Elsa: Oh for crying out loud, stop thinking with your stomach! Is this just a boy thing or is this something all sheepdogs are prone to do?

Wilson: Well if history is correct, we were left with the sheep in the highlands and ate what they ate. Some of us are omnivores. And before you start poo-pooing that, I understand you think wool socks are a food group, so don’t get high and mighty on me, Ninja.

Elsa: {clearing her throat} Ahem…moving along with other flowers and plants…what else you got?

Wilson: {chuckling under his breath} I thought so. Well we managed to find a beautiful specimen of butterfly weed. It’s bright orange blooms could be seen for quite a distance. No wonder butterflies hang out on it. With it’s bushy shape, orange flower color, and interesting seedpod, this xeriscape plant makes a wonderful addition to landscapes in our area. While not native to Colorado, it is a good food source for native insects and butterflies and is a great addition for attracting pollinators.  After blooming, seedpods will form and split open in fall releasing showy, silky seeds.

Flowers, Butterfly week

Elsa: Nice color, House Pony.

Wilson: Thanks, Mum says it ‘screams’ its presence to butterflies in the garden and she’s hoping the volunteer will naturalize and bloom again next year.

Elsa: Maybe it’ll end up like the lupine {chuckling under her breath}. Probably good to keep a watchful eye on it but I think Mom learned her lesson with the lupines.

Wilson: When we were out and about recently, we came across this little beauty that Mum had to photograph. It was near the giraffe that I wanted to see up close but Mum warned me it’s guarded by a rather inhospitable chap of a dog so she took a quick pic and we left. Commonly known as moon carrot, Sesli gummiferum, and is easy to grow with its silvery-blue and lacy foliage. It’s a biennial that remains a basal rosette the first year and then grows a thick flower stalk in the second year that bears many pale pink flowers which are clustered in large, flat umbels. The blooms are continuous from midsummer through fall and grows in either full sun or part shade, isn’t fussy about the soil and adapts to moderate or low watering regimes. Because it’s a biennial; two years completes its life cycle so any future generations need to be assured with seeds, then Mother Nature is bound to do the rest.

Moon carrot

Elsa: Oooh, pretty. And speaking of pretty, I heard you found a rather unusual rose.

Wilson: We did. This one is special for Rosy. I think she’ll appreciate it.

Flowers, Rose

Elsa: I’m sure she will, big guy. That’s very thoughtful of you. Well that about does it for us this weekend. We hope you have a fabulous weekend. To all our friends on the East Coast, please stay safe as Hurricane (now tropical cyclone) Debby moves through your region. We’re thinking of you and hoping you are dry and well. Have a great weekend.

Wilson: Yes, what she said. ⬆️ Cheerio, mates.

Live, love, bark! 🐾

Monday Musings ~ August 5, 2024

Monday smilesAfter several attempts at trying to introduce the patriarch of the family to the newest editions, we finally were able to put it together this weekend. Five generations convened at my house with a bonus, my sister and her husband from Texas were visiting. I think it was easier to scheduling telephone conference calls with high level executives in multiple time zones across the world but it finally happened-everyone was in good health, good cheer and seemed to enjoy themselves even though it was crowded with so many people in my little house (and in several cases, partners/spouses snapping away).

Grandpa

Five GenerationsWe hope you had as fun a weekend as we did and all your encounters shared as many smiles. Happy Monday.

Live, love, bark! 🐾