Leaves, leaves and more leaves…

Author: Kim  //  Category: Adventures, Isabella, Misc

It’s that time of the year again, when we find a multitude of colors in the landscape.  This fall has been particularly colorful here in the Pacific Northwest.  The horizon of trees in vibrant shades of beautiful orange and gorgeous red leaves.  Incredible yellow, brown and even purple leaves everywhere.  Yes, an abundant array of colors, much like those found in our childhood box of 64 crayons.  Surely you all remember Burnt Orange, Brick Red and Scarlet or how about Goldenrod and Burnt Sienna!  More colors still can be found in the Evergreens standing tall and providing the perfect backdrop. 

A lot of colors and A LOT of leaves!  Leaves still clinging to the branches, swaying back and forth with the breeze, making their own music.  Leaves taking flight, floating through the air riding waves of wind.  Leaves swirling around on the sidewalks in a tornadic frenzy, ready to find their way into our homes and cars.

I remember as a child having to rake leaves on the weekend.  It was quite common to see families working together in the yard making leaf piles every 5 feet or so apart.  The trick being to get them sacked up before the next wind came and disrupted the neatness and order that had been created.  I remember wanting desperately to play in the leaves and kick them around, having fun as opposed to the drudgery I had been sentenced to.  There was such a potential for fun but the reality was it really didn’t feel that good to drop back into a pile of leaves, the hard ground still painfully evident below them and besides, it was such a daunting chore that came before all else and you just wanted to get it over with.  No going to ride bikes with friends, no watching TV, no heading to the park until the task was complete and 8 or 9 tightly bound, black plastic bags stood proudly by the driveway awaiting pick up on the next garbage day.

 Raking leaves doesn’t seem like a common family event these days but I saw a family raking leaves this weekend and I imagine from the looks on everyone’s faces the same thoughts were mingled in amongst their piles of leaves.  No one was smiling and there was no laughter, just the persistent battle of man v nature.  Using thier rakes to defend their yard and tame the beast of leaves long enough for capture.  The only thing that has really changed it seems, is the container of choice.   The current method of containment is now the compost can, laid to rest at the end of the driveway awaiting pickup but the recycling truck.

To all those in the situation of having to rake and pick up leaves, I give you my sympathy.  To all those who have the beauty of nature and this colorful scenery in your daily lives, I ask you not take it for granted.  After all, it will be months of winter shades of white and gray before we are able to see the beautiful colors of spring!

Even this picture I took today while out and about on  a rainy day show how the colors of fall make for a nice drive to the gas station.

Fall in Washington

Fall in Washington

Maybe the sun will come back out this week and dry things off so as least Isabella can play in the leaves!

It's too wet to play! :(

It's too wet to play! :(

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Endings…

Author: Kim  //  Category: Misc, Sasha

I think too often we underestimate endings.  After all, what is more important than the ending?  It’s the lasting impression, the defining moment, the little piece of memory that lingers on forever and ever.

Some endings are welcomed, even anticipated… much like the end of a bad movie, the end of a long week or the end of an awkward moment.  Those are the types of endings we can’t wait for.  We try to occupy our minds while waiting for them, obsessed with determining how much more we can endure.  How long we can remain focused and when will the agony end?

There are endings that are obvious and expected, although dreaded.  How about the end of a vacation?  Perhaps, even simply the end of the weekend?  Monday is all but a dirty word as Sunday evening draws to an end.

There are endings that are unexpected and heart-wrenching like the tragic loss of a loved one. (RIP my dear sweet Sasha) Under any circumstance, those are the endings we must respect and allow ourselves to accept them in whatever way we can.  They are very personal endings that no one can help us understand or accept.

Some endings linger somewhere between sad and happy or better yet, heartwarming.  The end of a good book which leaves you wanting more.  The end of a soulful love song whose words and melody haunt your thoughts for days. 

My personal favorite: the end of those peaceful dreams in which our loved ones re-appear before us.

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I have found myself dreaming of Sasha a lot this weekend.  Friday morning I woke up and the realization didn’t’ hit me for a few hours that I had dreamt about her but once it did I had a wonderful day filled with warmth from within.  Saturday morning I drifted in and out of dreams several times seeing her squeak her toy and roll around in the sun.  This morning I woke slowly, knowing I was coming out of a dream, seeing her fade before me.  I tried falling back to sleep to rejoin my dream in progress but with no success.  My dreams have meant a lot to me lately.  Dreams I don’t want to wake from but eventually come to an end.  If only dreams had pause and rewind!   

I know dreams are some way related to our subconscious and it’s probably me trying to reconcile her passing…maybe the guilt of her last night on earth?  Maybe the happiness that she was in my arms for her last breaths.  I don’t really care what they mean, I’ll take what I can get!

With that my friends and family, I bid you all “ Sweet Dreams” and may they all have happy endings!

The End!

The End! :-)

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Top 10 reasons you might be a dachshund…

Author: Kim  //  Category: Misc, Top 10

 

10) You might be a dachshund if you’re tail is longer than you are tall…

9) You might be a dachshund if you’ve heard all the sausage dog jokes a kajillion times each…

8) You might be a dachshund if every Halloween your human drags out the Hot Dog costume…

7) You might be a dachshund if you have trouble seeing over the grass if the yard man is more than a couple of days late…

6) You might be a dachshund if you’d rather take a nap under your favorite blanket than harass the family cat…

5) You might be a dachshund if you’re constantly referred to by strangers as the ‘wiener dog’…

4) You might be a dachshund if you have trouble finding sweaters with sleeves that you don’t trip on while walking…

3) You might be a dachshund if you’d rather leave a special present for your human in the middle of the hallway than traipse through wet cold grass in the morning…

2) You might be a dachshund if you think the world should revolve around you…

1) You might be a dachshund if the world actually does revolve around you…

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