Sunset on the Point

     Pausing to check out day's end at Lime Kiln Point State Park on San Juan Island. 

Show's over.

Photographic lookout

Casey just sighted a couple of labs coming our way about a hundred yards out, in this light.  Whenever he insists on doing a 180 in the woods, I'm a believer. 

Last glimpse of the arc, for awhile

Catching up to one last shot of daylight at trail's end

Just one look, that's all it takes

One look from Casey usually says it all.  Like now.  "Hey, Democracy Now is over, you've had your second cup of coffee, and the sun is out...let's hit it!"

A must-share toon

Naturally, friends on Facebook just have to share Border Collie cartoons. This one has probably been around for awhile, but it's definitely worth sharing.

Down for the count

After torrential rains, howling winds, and an incredible comeback win by the Seattle Seahawks over the Green Bay Packers, everything just sort of caught up with Casey, all at once.  Our guy is always a good sport, but way too much of an emotional roller-coaster for one day.

Who can blame him if he steals away with a cuddle friend to his favorite napping nook, under the dining room table, to recover.  Tomorrow, his day, his way.

Still got it

Today, no rain, and Casey really needed to air it out with a Frisbee. The front yard just wouldn't do, so we headed out to the outfields of Civic Field. 




After about 10 minutes of non-stop aerobics, with my accuracy hampered with the usual coat of slobber, we had to call it quits.  No sense pushing the envelope, but I did manage to take a decent photo or two with a slippery smart phone.  

The kid still makes it look easy.

Je suis Charlie

On little cat's feet...sort of

It's hard to believe that this is our first post of 2015. What slackers. Things have settled down somewhat after the holidays though, even the weather, after weeks of rain.  But we've had to be quick about getting outside, what with daylight at a premium and fog rolling in come late afternoon.  

Casey catching patrons' attention outside the Old Town Café

Yesterday was unusually sunny and mild while we were hanging out in the Old Town District.  But that was short lived.

Later we barely got through a walk on the interurban trail before a cool, eerie curtain of mist descended in the woods an hour before dusk, transforming our whereabouts into a setting out of a Bronte novel.   I think Casey actually took a break from sniffing and exploring to notice the transformation.

10 minutes before this photo conditions were clear with visibility unlimited.