What Does a Dog Think About?

What does a dog think about?

Henry and Josie, the Airedales, were in the driveway when I was getting out of my car the other morning. They looked like they were thinking deeply about something.

Here’s Henry contemplating his shadow.

A dog across the street? The weather? Breakfast?

Let the day begin.


Henry the Airedale Remained Unperturbed

Henry the Airedale sat serenely while Maura jumped around outside for a few minutes. She shed her coat. I had on wool socks, wool sweater, down vest and wool hat. I could hear my mother in my head, warning me about pneumonia weather or catching a chill. Maura thought that the sun being out and her running around made it an early Spring. She kept her hat on her head.   Then put her coat back on. Brrrr. My hands were cold when I got inside.

Henry just sat there, taking in the fresh cool air.  No “sit” or “stay”command given.

And no, I did NOT knit her hat.

 

Best Dog Ever

Beloved. The Weekly Photo Challenge.

Murphy.  The Airedale Terrier. A member of the family. Missed by all. RIP.

 

The grandchildren have grown up significantly since these photos were taken in June 2012.

 

Murphy the Airedale Terrier Tenth Birthday Blog

 

Murphy the Airedale – A Family’s Best FriendRest in Peace beloved Murphy

Two Airedales By Anna

Two Airedales by Anna.

It’s a week of guest blogs. Why not? I’m not in my own home and the contributions to the blog have been most welcomed.

Captured this morning by granddaughter Anna (14)

Josie looking in and Henry asking to go out.

DOGS in NYC

at Bleecker & Christopher Street and a SUBWAY mosaic 

SUNDAY AFTERNOON- I photographed the dogs as a we waited on the corner for the family to return from visiting  the Statue of Liberty.

ALTHOUGH back in the Burgh tonight, I’m posting a few more NYC photos. 

Hemingway is the three year old Airedale.   C47704FD-028B-473C-AA13-86FE358F4A16

I’d taken a subway mosaic at 42nd Street Station of am Airedale.

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Airedales and Baby on Easter Walk

Yesterday’s post it was formal portraits. Today it’s candids. Capturing the day with a few casual images.

A sunny Easter afternoon.  We went for a walk around the neighborhood.

Michael and Jack had Airedale duty.  Anna carried Charlie.

When we got back to the house the children hunted for hidden eggs in the backyard.  Some of the eggs opened with a fortune cookie message inside ” A special day with Charlie.” “You pick what’s for supper”  “You pick the family movie”  “One day of no chores” “Two hours of Ipad time”  and some eggs had dollar bills, quarters or dimes.

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Easter Portraits, 4 in Half-Light

Half-light 

A wonderful term.  Took individuals of the grandkids about 7:30 PM. We were headed to Easter Vigil which started at 8:30 PM.

Took Anna and Michael again in the church parking lot as the light was even more lovely when we arrived.

Charles’ was taken on his front porch Thursday, ambient light but not exactly half.

MIchael in half lightMichael in Half- Light in front of St Patrick Church

Anna in Half Light

Someone’s brake lights added the red highlights to Anna’s hair.

JAck in half light 2Jack’s photo was taken first.  Still bright.

Maura in half light

Maura at dusk in the front yard

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Charles on the front porch

And the following poem comes to mind for the challenge- except a small fat grandmama I am not- I’m a BIG one! And instead of Banbury Cakes we brought out four dozen Hot Cross Buns from Rocco’s Pasticceria on Bleecker Street.

My mother used to read me this poem from The Bumper Book by Watty Piper

The Cupboard

by Walter de la Mare

I know a little cupboard,
With a teeny tiny key,
And there’s a jar of Lollypops
For me, me, me.

It has a little shelf, my dear,
As dark, as dark can be,
And there’s a dish of Banbury Cakes
For me, me, me.

I have a small fat grandmamma,
With a very slippery knee,
And she’s Keeper of the Cupboard,
With the key, key, key.

And when I’m very good, my dear,
As good as good can be,
There’s Banbury Cakes, and Lollypops
For me, me, me.