She does the BUM hover ...

"Wake up every morning with the thought that something wonderful is going to happen." 

~ anon.

Sunshine + clear skies = bitterly cold!!

It was icy out there this morning.  Even the hound felt it.  Her bum hovered just above the ground every time we stopped to cross a road.  That can only mean one thing .... the cold weather's made the road icy and she DOESN’T want to freeze her butt off!

We needed our ramble this morning. 

It’s been a busy weekend and I NEEDED to catch my breath and touch base with myself.  

I love busy weekends but they sure take it out of you.  The reality is though that as we head further into the second half of the year, it’s only going to get busier.  

More markets and more sales means I’ll need more stock than ever before.

What’s interesting is how much of a presence the hound and I create without being aware of it. 

“You’re the blonde with the chocolate dog and the camera.  

So this is what you do with all the photos you take.  They’re really good.”

That was the greeting from a customer at my stall at the market on Saturday and it’s one of the reasons why I LOVE local markets.  I get to meet some of the other ramblers and lycra clad loonies who’re out and about at the same daft time of the day as we are.

All the lemmings came to visit me at the market on Saturday too ... and so did the hound.  It’s not often they’re all in the same place at the same time but they were on Saturday and they were again yesterday ..... because it was FATHERS DAY here in NZ.

There weren’t many folk out and about freezing their tootsies off this morning though.  The English Bull Terrier that’s taken quite a fancy to the hound was up at the viewsite.  He’s a character.  You can see in the way he behaves how smitten he is with my girl.  His short little tail nearly wags itself off when he catches sight of her.  He stands next to her, gently bumping her with a look of absolute adoration in his eyes.  It’s too funny for words.

His owners walk him early and always on lead as Bull Terriers have such a bad reputation.  It’s so sad as there’s NOTHING unloveable about this little guy.

There’s nothing unloveable about Panda either.  He was delighted to see us on the beach and decided the hound needed help with her log.  She didn’t, but he wasn’t taking NO for an answer.  They tugged and pulled and growled and barked their way along the beach behind Lorraine and I ... log firmly held in BOTH their mouths.  

Panda wasn’t giving an inch but neither was the hound.  

This was HER log and there was no way this upstart was going to take it off her.

It was a delightful end to an awesomely sunshiny morning.

"Dance first.  Think later.  It's the natural order."

~ Samuel Beckett