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Flowers de la Semaine and Doggies in Winter White

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Clover and Riley/Vanna White Dog are here to say hello and we have not forgotten about you!

The flowers in this photo cost me practically nothing at the florist down the street. They have a fantastic deal in which you get six free roses if you go in wearing your bike helmet. I love that they promote and reward sustainable transportation this way. Aren’t those peachy-pink roses great?

(Clover and Riley think so, too.)

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The rest of our family are busy getting Hubby/Dad ready for his impending move to Nevada, which is happening in two weeks. Much scurrying about and travel plans being made. SeeSpotRun and I will spend a week there at the end of November.

Do you think they have good thrift stores in Las Vegas?

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In the meantime, I’ve been indulging in a purely selfish creative pursuit that involves lots of second hand wool sweaters, hand sewing, and wardrobe refashioning. It’s keeping me sane to have something in my hands to stab and poke with a needle, something I can control, something colorful and natural and recycled to throw energy into when everyone else is asleep.

More about that in the future, but for now, thanks again to all of you dear friends in blogland who left kind comments to my last post. I’m slowly getting around to visiting all of you and enjoying all your news and thoughts.

XO,

sallymandy

Wordless Thursday, Because the Doggies Will Always Help Out on a Busy Day

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woof.

photos copyright The Blue Kimono. 2009.

Flowers de la Semaine and the Age of Aquari-dog

Hi, Everyone. It’s me, Vanna White Dog. For those of you who don’t know me, I’m the cutest (and maybe the only) gender-bending doggie in North America. You can read more about my modeling career here.

For this week’s Flowers de la Semaine, Clover and I channel flower children with daisies from the Motherdog. Most of you know the Motherdog as Sallymandy.

This photo shoot comes from the cabin at Placid Lake that the Greatgrandfatherdog built about fifty years ago. We spent four exhausting days there.

Now. Let’s talk about me.

Is my daisy chain too long? Does it make me look fat?

Clover got some daisies, too.

I think she looks a little funny. Kind of like those people we used to see in Haight-Ashbury back in ‘69.

Here’s another picture of me on the cabin porch. I’m posing with flowers the Motherdog put in the Greatgrandmotherdog’s yellow thingy. Some kind of “Fiesta ware gravy boat.”

I don’t get the fuss about this object. We did not have a fiesta, and there was no gravy. Instead, the Motherdog filled the boat with flowers she picked on a looong walk with Clover and me.

She says these flowers are:

Ox-eye daisies…

daisy_field.jpg daisy field image by alessandraarray