"If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?"
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Amanda sent this grey and drear early morning view of the orchard, looking toward the lights of their house in the distance. I look forward to pictures in every season, the orchard soon blanketed with snow, then covered with spring bloom-- magical.
Speaking of snow, it is late in the valley, which has been good news for the moving. They finish up at the old house this weekend, and can concentrate now on getting settled in for the winter. Needless to say, this has been a big adjustment for everyone in the family.
You can take the dog off the ranch, but you can't take the ranch out of the dog...
Born and bred on a ranch, Nica was never much of a city dog. Now in late middle age, she's finally back in her natural element.
As a puppy, she was thoroughly socialized by the girls into a gentle and devoted family dog. She loves the house cats and is afraid of the chickens, but has always been reactive to strangers. This is a good thing, and if any wildlife shows up, the chase is on. She is fearless to the point of stupidity, what can you say?
It's been a quiet and soggy week here. We have a Symphony concert Sunday afternoon. Fortunately the Seahawks are playing out of town, so we won't hit the stadium traffic this time.
Have a good weekend.
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