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It’s only 17 miles up the hill, but spring comes late at 5,200+ feet…

We met new friends at the top of the ridge:

Owen the Lab, taking a sun break with his ski buddies.

And a talkative Gray Jay …

It felt like we were on top of the world & could see forever …

It made Swirl smile …

… and Cooper wag his tail–can you tell?

For these pound pups, it was a great day to be alive!

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One day Swirl plays in the last remnants of winter’s snow, then horray–the sun shines and the daffs are out! It is finally Spring!

 

 

 

There are mossy hide-y holes to check… green green grass to roll in…

and some cool little friends who have been gone for the long winter months have returned…

Hello, Kermit!

Welcome back!

 

Then, the next day–can you believe it–this:

Which was very confusing, especially to the hummingbirds!

We don’t mind, let’s play inside with the green squeaky ball.

You fickle Spring!

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We’re lucky to live in a magical wood, filled with nooks and crannies where the forrest faeries live… Swirl gently explores (as is her nature), while brave Cooper boldly climbs over fallen trees and spongy spring moss…

Of course, it’s fun to play King of the Mountain!

Or hide under the giant fern that grows by the spring crocus…

Which brings us, Cooper, to a favorite spring poem:

“My idlest dreams go farthest, South to a land of fragrant springs

And rivers green beneath our boat-borne flutes and strings,

Back to a town of floating catkins mixed with golden dust

And crowds that fought to see the flowers.”

~  Li Lu  (937 – 978)

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Swirl does!

Our world has been transformed, as if by magic!

 

Got snow? Got fun!

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With word that a late winter snow was forecast, we went to our local co-op feed store to stock up on critter supplies, and much to our delight the manager Jeffrey had his #1 helper at work–his fabulous Golden Retriever, Scooter. That dog takes his job seriously, meeting & greeting with boundless goodwill and a dazzling smile.

Scooter didn’t even object when we asked if he’d pose on a bale of hay (we’ll take a ton, Mr. Salesman Scoot, you’ve sold us!)… even tho that domain in usually reserved for the barn cat.

Scooter joined Jeff over 4 years ago, when he was just a wee pup, and co-op customers have watched as the lanky Golden Boy has grown up and up and up (“He’s a tall glass of water!” Cooper says). When Jeff’s at his computer, Scooter takes a well-deserved break in the their office.

Our friend Scooter epitomizes all that is good & great about Golden Retrievers… their loyalty to family, the enthusiasm they shower on their friends (BTW which is everyone!), and their kind & generous natures. Swirl wasn’t with us at the co-op, but if she had been, we could imagine a conversation between our pert Miss and that dashing Scooter, much like the one between Audrey Hepburn and Cary Grant in the classic movie, Charade:

Swirl: “Do you know what’s wrong with you, Scooter?”

Scooter, suavely: “No, what?!”

Swirl, demurely: “Absolutely nothing.”

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Hold the presses!

Cooper and Swirl’s best little buddy, Precious, tells us that:

it’s Aunt Marge’s 90th Birthday this week!

“Now, that’s headline news!” Super Coop declares. “Hey Precious, wake up sleepyhead … I guess somebody must’ve partied hardy at the Birthday Bash!”

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“……..  is Great!”

 

Especially if you don’t mind playing frisbee in the drizzle & damp …

We recently trekked west to Lake Crescent on a grey, moody day when the clouds reached down to touch the water … and the atmospherics reminded us of the Twilight novels. “Only no vampires in the trees,” Cooper says, “just bald eagles looking for lake trout for lunch… good thing Swirl wasn’t with us ~ she’d make the perfect appetizer for those big boys!”

Heavy moss dripped from branches and formed a canopy over the road … torrents of rain fell…. “Hey, you’re making it sound spooky & it wasn’t!” says the fearless Frisbee King.

In time, the sun broke thru the clouds, and we played frisbee in the little meadow by the lake… with nary a vampire in sight… but plenty of puddles to jump!

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