An adoring public...

...or maybe not.  Maybe just patience personified.  As I was scanning emails, deleting more than I answered, I glanced over my shoulder and caught this keeper pose.  Casey's usually OK with the morning routine while I finish off that first cup of coffèe.  He knows he's got me for the rest of the day anyway.

Favorite knee-replacement get-well card so far

Inside greeting reads "This too shall pass."  Cute.

Just look at these pathetic kids, wondering why Victoria pushes this contraption (notice the walker in the doorway) around with her everywhere she goes...one week after knee-replacement surgery.  And will they ever be centers of their universes again.

Fearless at American Camp

On Saturday, the last day of a gorgeous stretch of blue skies on San Juan Island, Vic, Casey, and I visited American Camp, sight of the 1859 British/American confrontation known as the Pig War.  A short hike through what's left of the grounds of the British encampment takes visitors to the 50 to 75 foot cliffs overlooking peaceful Grandma's Cove.  Casey always makes treks like these a little more memorable because the kid is simply fearless when it comes to heights.  In this short clip you might notice the tenor of his guardians' voices rise a bit when we notice him navigating the brink of the cliff with more reckless abandon than our comfort levels could take.

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. 

Peace on earth

The kids are gone, the last Christmas tune has played until next year, and the only sound in the living room is the fireplace trying to compete with our central heating as outside temperatures are hovering just above 30°.  And the kid? Just who can begrudge him a little holiday downtime?   Almost hate to disturb him, but he's got to go outside.

Yule pose

Merry Christmas !

All that glitters

Not exactly a Currier and Ives scene but a seasonal expection on the interurban nonetheless. Each year someone or some people drape this lonely little fir with the trappings of Christmas - OK, a minimalist effort, on the same bend in the trail, but now a holiday tradition.   

 

   

Break in the action

Between record-breaking downpours Bellinghamsters are teased with breaks in the action that motivate most to bundle up and get outside.  Today was just just one of those occasions, so Casey and I went out for a aerobic, quick-paced stroll by the bay.  I think we actually worked up a sweat.

  

Can you tell that the kid actually welcomed this breather on the way back to Fairhaven? 

Long day's birthday night

When we do a birthday up, well, OK, hardly anyone takes notice, but we at least made sure Case's day was special.  What really helped was the rain let up some, and we at least had time to take the kid for a stroll and run in Fairhaven, his favorite part of town.  A liberal treat policy all day long and a visit from one of his favorite guys, our oldest son Joe, and his girl friend Pavlina in the afternoon pretty much finished him off. He's practically apoplectic around him.  It won't be long and the farm boy will head back to his kennel, with or without his night owl guardians.

Slacking off as a proofreader

After a round of indoor ball, Casey has obviously given up on his proofreading responsibilities too.  At least he's not trying to nudge my hands away from the keyboard today. He can push multitasking to new limits, but that's the Border Collie in him.

At least he's leaving the Frisbee alone.

Quilt project

Casey with Vic's new quilt project