Sunday, June 29, 2008

Good old summertime

Jake got a summer haircut. However, looking at other Cavaliers, Jake is still dripping in coat in comparison to most others. Before this cut it was touching the ground. His tail became our neighborhood street sweeper as we walked several times each day! Lovely for the carpet when the debris tangled in his coat would fall out before I could brush it out.Summer Haircut
Attack games between these two are a frequent favorite activity!
Attack Games

Saturday, June 21, 2008

Sunday, June 15, 2008

June 14 and beautiful weather!

Spring, real spring finally hit with absolutely perfect weather. We spent the afternoon outside enjoying the day.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

John took some shots

Here's Jake w/ me. Yes, they're current photos! We've had some rather cold days for June, light drizzle as well making it feel like winter, thus the heavy jacket on this late afternoon series. It was barely over 50 and felt more like 40 something degrees. Jake was being extra lovey. I think he was cold, too! I took him for a little run after this, and he warmed up right away. As I write this, our weather has turned to sunny with just a cool breeze, and it promises to me a good afternoon. These photos are from only a couple of days ago:
 
 
 
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Tuesday, June 10, 2008

It was a GR8 Day!

 
 
 
 
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Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Blue skies

 
I love blue sky days, especially after the short, dark winter days in the Pacific NW. What you see is a photo actually taken a week ago, when we thought we were in for a beautiful Memorial Day weekend after all. Well, that didn't materialize. Memorial Day was cold, w/ low clouds and rain. It was especially a bad day for this kind of weather because all of us wanted to attend at least one Memorial Day ceremony to honor those who died so that we might live free and also to honor all the men and women who have served in the past and are serving right now today. Some of the flyovers during the ceremonies were delayed due to the heavy clouds, but the jets did appear. John's Uncle Syd was the youngest Ace in WW I and also flew in WW II, as did a second, younger Uncle. John's brother was on the dock in San Diego, a Navy pilot about to depart for duty in the Pacific when WW II ended. How fortunate that all three were able to return home. We should always think of those who did not and the families who would not see their loved ones again. War is a terrible thing. Sometimes it is necessary. How many wars in history have been fought for the right reasons?
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