Greetings everyone; once again it is I, Chess the purebred border collie, here to entertain you and inform you on this exceptionally soggy day. You may remember me from such posts as “Trials And Tribulations” (the one with the cute pictures of my Uncle Pooka as a puppy) and “Making A List…” (the one where he dressed me up in holiday clothes), among many others.
Here I am in a characteristically serious pose. My mommy used to make fun of the way my muzzle was shaped, not pointy like a regular border collie, which is probably why I was her favorite; besides, I was three-quarters (or two-thirds, I forget) the size of my buddy Slipper. This can be like my official portrait. Until the next one, anyway.
As you can tell from the first picture, it’s been dark and rainy all day. The guy I live with says tomorrow might be the last day of constant rain.
The way back; the lighter grass is the blue grama and buffalo grass he sowed earlier this year. The poles are where the owls sit.
One very strange thing has happened. The guy I live with says it’s so strange, it’s strange. Aquilegia chaplinei has started to flower again, and all the flowers are extremely small. Like, the smallest flowers ever on a columbine. The guy I live with says “they shrunk with all the rain”. Ha ha. Oh, that’s funny, huh.
Here they are, with my not very big foot for comparison. That’s that little violet, below it, that self sows every where and yet the guy I live with says he’s never seen any flowers on it.
He doesn’t really know why the flowers are so small. The plant, by the way, has been here for over ten years. It’s a mystery. Well, what isn’t?
That’s all for this evening. We do have a movie which you might enjoy, even though I’m not in it. It was filmed from the second story window, through the screen, which, the guy I live with says, “accounts for its filmy look”. Ha ha again. You can’t actually see the rain, so I wonder why he made this movie, though you can certainly hear it.
See you later, then.