The rainy season is well and truly here, on the island. Bowser and I go out even in the rain, unless it’s very heavy. Here are some photos and short videos of a drier walk, for your viewing pleasure.
Remember how the creek bed looked in last week’s post? Well, here we are just a few short days later.
Pausing a moment to admire the gently falling leaves…
More leaves falling, and Bowser exploring…
Bowser and I hoping for a salmon run…
Rock on, and you know what to do with those elbows!
As some of you may remember, I recently switched web hosts. During that time of switchover, I initially published this post on October 26, however it did not make it into my blog once the transition was completed to the new host. It exists somewhere in cyberspace and thankfully I could recover it from The Widow Badass Facebook page. I am republishing ittoday (November 2) as a kind-of bonus Sunday Schnauzer 😄. Feel free to ignore if you have already read it!
This is my official submission to Dawn’s (Change is Hard) Walktober post.
Back from the torture place dog spa and ready for Thanksgiving weekend (and our next walk!).The start of another fabulous fall walk on a glorious October day…Perusing the view from the top of one of the forestry company’s many ditches dug this spring (grrrr).A Big Leaf maple leaf got stuck on my hiking pole.Instead of his usual leaping over obstacles, Bowser decided to leisurely traverse this log for a change of pace.Deciding where to go next.Another gentle hop over a log about to happen. Bowser was very Zen-like during this walk for some reason.Heading towards what I like to call Fernlandia.Heading out of the Witchy Woods and towards the light.Bowser at the path at the edge of the ravine leading to the still almost-dry creek bed.Always remember to look up at this time of the year!Enjoying the warm sun on our faces.
Rock on, stay Walktober Zen, and remember to keep those elbows up…
Rainy season is full upon us. Does that stop us from getting out there? Heck no. Rainy walks can be delightful, if you are wearing the right gear. Or if you are a dog who just doesn’t care so long as the human is right there with you.
Let’s go, Oma!The rain reveals pretty rocks that would otherwise go unnoticed.It also brings down the leaves. Here is a big leaf maple leaf. They don’t call ’em big for nothing!There are still plenty on the tree, though.While Bowser is admiring the view above, I am looking elsewhere…Woohoo! My favourite mushrooms are popping up again!Of course, no walk at this time is complete without checking on the Palace of the Mushroom Fairy. This year’s palace is progressing so nicely.Mushrooms sprouting further up the trunk of this dead tree.And here is the progress a week after the above photos were taken.Yes, I believe we’ve both earned a treat. Time to go home and dry off!
We hope you stay warm and dry this weekend. Thank you Blue Jays, and keep those elbows up!
Oma is home (and alone) again, and life is back to normal. I thought Joanne was nice and all, but I don’t like sharing Oma. There, I said it!
I showed up at Oma’s house early in the morning and am waiting outside her bedroom for her to get dressed. Hurry up, Oma! I only have so much patience, you know!Oma says there are more colours to be seen since the last time we walked. I’ll take her word for it. I’m much more interested in how things smell different, than how they look different. Oma says the blue skies are very pretty contrasting with the trees. Time to stop looking at the sky and hurry up, Oma!Oma calls this part of our walk “the Witchy Woods” because it can be dark and spooky on a cloudy day. But today the sun was shining through the trees!Speaking of spooky stuff reminds me of Hallowe’en and that reminds me of treats. I think it is time for one, Oma!
I hope we all get treats this weekend! I hear the humans talking about how it is Thanksgiving. I am giving thanks for walkies and treats.
Oma is still adventuring with Joanne. Now she is in Bamfield, at some hoity-toity lodge. Oh boy, do I have things to say to that woman when she finally comes back home.
My judgiest look. I’m still cute though.
Things like: OMG YOU’RE BACK! YOU’RE BACK! I MISSED YOU, I MISSED YOU! LET’S PLAY. NO, CUDDLE! NO, PLAY! NO, CUDDLE! YOU’RE BACK! YOU’RE BACK! YIPPEE DIPPEE WOO WOO WOO!!!!
Or something to that effect. I am a dog, after all.
We had some rain last weekend and the land is looking slightly refreshed. More rain is on the way, and it is still desperately needed. I decided to take some shots on one of our daily walks this past week.
More and more leaves are on the ground now.Water levels are still very low in the creek.Big Leaf maple leaves are changing.The ferns are turning bronze.Bowser and I agree the air smells (and tastes) delightful.There are some beautiful reflections in what’s left of the water in the forest pools.We are patiently waiting for the mushrooms to sprout again on this particular dead tree (The Palace of the Mushroom Fairy).And some of us are patiently posing waiting for a treat.
Firstly, let me apologize for all of the similar TSS posts lately. I seem to be only taking pictures of Bowser from my living room lately because…well, I am. Our walks are not as photographically interesting as it’s very dry and dusty out, and the creek has shrunk down to a trickle. Plus it’s hard to get a good shot of Bowser when we’re out as he is constantly on the move and ahead of me so they would be a lot of shots of his backside. Which is cute, but gets boring when it’s all you see – trust me on this! 😉
Also, Bowser has decided that he really likes hanging out in my living room. It started earlier this summer when my granddaughter was here. I don’t think Bowser liked sharing his the couch with another person besides Mommy and Daddy. And let’s not forget the chickens. This summer some of the hatchlings lived (in a tote and under a heat lamp) in Mommy and Daddy’s house for a while, and now the growing flock has taken over his the back yard when Daddy lets them out for some free-ranging chicken enrichment activities. So Bowser appears to have picked Oma’s house as his go-to hangout place. And now I have to kick him out most nights back to his house, if I haven’t shut my back gate early enough in the evening and he returned after his supper to sack out once again in his doggy bed.
Bowsie, I don’t blame you. The ever-present chicken drama, albeit entertaining, is a bit much to take. I get that you need a quiet chicken-free zone to hang out in.
I’m happy that Bowser likes to relax at my house…although I do feel guilty about him spending so much time with me.
Please enjoy 30 seconds of Bowser gently snoring (sound on!).
And if you like, here is about a minute of Bowser drowsing at my house.
I’ve been away on the mainland for the past 10 days but you wouldn’t know it as I scheduled a post to publish during my absence (from Bowser and the rest of “the pack”). I was helping one of my sisters make a big move in order to be closer to her daughter, and to better healthcare.
Now I’m “just” home again and have been going through some recent photos on my phone, in order to create this post. Luckily, this is not a problem for me!
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We’re back to the almost daily walkies…
And the almost daily nappies…
And I can’t get enough of seeing this little face again!
We hope you have a great weekend, filled with faces you love.
Somedays it’s harder than others to get the necessary self-care happening. Especially when the 4-legged one is at cross-purposes to rehydrating one’s skin.
What is it about dogs and body lotion?
Bubble bath too. My dogs always loved to eat the bubbles.
I had forgotten about this quirk before applying the lotion in Bowser’s presence.
Note to self: future applications in the bathroom only, with the door firmly shut against intruders.
We hope you have plenty of self-care this long Labour Day weekend.