The weather cleared slowly on Saturday so Ken was able to be back in the garden - a happy moment for all of us. On his way, he took some wonderful shots of my favourite tree on the property. During the June - September period, the house at Regalridge is all but obscured by our chestnut tree. It is the center of much of the property, a stately, magnificent tree in which the squirrels and chipmunks play and under which the pheasants feed during the fall to spring period. It offers shade in the summer, a structure on which to hang lights during the holidays and a central point to the property year round. First time visitors rarely fail to remark on the tree and can be overwhelmed by it at this time of year. With bees buzzing on many candles, it sounds like a jet engine and looks like a decoration straight out of Alice in Wonderland. The rest of the property is lovely with lilacs, berry bushes and azaleas in full bloom, the annuals planted and the new leaves thick and bright green. We really are fortunate.
Yesterday was a birthday week end in Digby. Both Bob and 'Uncle John' had " 0" birthdays (I'll let you fill in the blanks) so Lee and Piper loaded the van and drove the three hours to visit with the families and support the pot luck with Friday's lasagne. It was a great party and we now understand that one lasagne is not enough - right Luella?! It was a late night drive back to Hants County with Piper assisting in navigation and bemoaning her empty stomach.
Ken held the fort and said the dogs had a good day. The weather was overcast until the afternoon but that didn't dampen spirits. Winnie left and all else remained stable. The little
Maltese have been elevated to the role of kennel managers and are running up and down the hallways assisting in daily activities. The big dogs are enjoying their big runs and are bonding nicely. Hershey is a happy lab, enjoying his meals. Apollo is acting a sergeant Major and keeps an eye on all outdoor activities, ruling his yards with a firm paw. Queenie is settled and content - our usual Queenie-self, understands the routine and moves with great purpose to her run for meal times. Shooz the cat is fast becoming a Regalridge inhabitant - she is insisting on 'Shooz-time' and requires that each of us sit with her in our lap at some point in the day so that she can tell us her tales of life with and without children.
The Regalridge crew is thriving. Sophie is eating well at her advanced age - it was salmon cakes for breakfast and bacon on her supper. Patti is taking on Sophie's old role as 'queen of all she surveys' and marches to her own drum - much to our dismay when we are trying to get her in. The Norwich are managing the kitchen with their usual aplomb and Jack and Bob are happily sharing the big back run. Clem and Scout were particularly happy to see Chantelle re-emergence as she came in with me late in the evening. Hailey was not quite certain she had been away and Lori simply wanted to go to bed - and the parade marched up the stairs to Chantelle's room. Where she puts them all, we simply don't want to know.
Yesterday was a birthday week end in Digby. Both Bob and 'Uncle John' had " 0" birthdays (I'll let you fill in the blanks) so Lee and Piper loaded the van and drove the three hours to visit with the families and support the pot luck with Friday's lasagne. It was a great party and we now understand that one lasagne is not enough - right Luella?! It was a late night drive back to Hants County with Piper assisting in navigation and bemoaning her empty stomach.
Ken held the fort and said the dogs had a good day. The weather was overcast until the afternoon but that didn't dampen spirits. Winnie left and all else remained stable. The little
Maltese have been elevated to the role of kennel managers and are running up and down the hallways assisting in daily activities. The big dogs are enjoying their big runs and are bonding nicely. Hershey is a happy lab, enjoying his meals. Apollo is acting a sergeant Major and keeps an eye on all outdoor activities, ruling his yards with a firm paw. Queenie is settled and content - our usual Queenie-self, understands the routine and moves with great purpose to her run for meal times. Shooz the cat is fast becoming a Regalridge inhabitant - she is insisting on 'Shooz-time' and requires that each of us sit with her in our lap at some point in the day so that she can tell us her tales of life with and without children.The Regalridge crew is thriving. Sophie is eating well at her advanced age - it was salmon cakes for breakfast and bacon on her supper. Patti is taking on Sophie's old role as 'queen of all she surveys' and marches to her own drum - much to our dismay when we are trying to get her in. The Norwich are managing the kitchen with their usual aplomb and Jack and Bob are happily sharing the big back run. Clem and Scout were particularly happy to see Chantelle re-emergence as she came in with me late in the evening. Hailey was not quite certain she had been away and Lori simply wanted to go to bed - and the parade marched up the stairs to Chantelle's room. Where she puts them all, we simply don't want to know.
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