Marie's favorite things...

Windkist Boxers and Bulldogs

Marie's favorite things...

I'd like to pass along some of the things that make me smile.

For many years I have heard that people begin to look like their dogs. After 14 years of having my beautiful boxers I still don't have a sleek athletic body , smooth and graceful, nor do I have the clean tight lines of the beautiful boxer head. I did notice that I am getting the velvety upper lip lately. When my daughter took this photo I found that now I have finally found the right breed. We both share multiple chins, fat cuddly cheeks , more than a couple of wrinkles , short thick legs and we both snore. Ummm

could this be why my husband was drawn to the English Bulldogs?

Taking photographs is my hobby. I 'm lucky to get some really wonderful sky photos right off of our back deck. This is one of the many beautifly ones I have taken over the years. As children my mother taught us to really appreciate the wonder of the outdoors and now I try to help my grandchildren to see all that is there, from the smallest bugs to the great big sky. Our children were brought up that way and they have passed on their knowledge to the little ones. It's so much fun to enjoy the outdoors together.

FRIENDSHIP'S TAPESTRY

So often when I think of you and all the times we shared
My heart is filled with thankfulness to have a friend who cared
Enough to listen to all the joys and trials.
You're being there has been enough to change my tears to smiles.

The subtle love between two friends is so hard to define,
especially when one is human and one is canine
It is not a square or circle or even a straight line.
It's somehow like a tapestry with colors soft and bold
Yet deep within the weaving there are tiny threads of gold.

Yes, rare and oh so lovely Are your friendships' threads of gold.
For they will last a lifetime and then when my story's told.
Someone will hold my tapestry and turn it towards the light,
And tiny points, those threads of gold will gleam and shine so bright.
And they may think - it's just a thread like green or red or blue-
Perhaps they'll never ever know that golden thread was you.

I've been thinking lately how you've touched my life just so -
Of how you are so dear to me - with your warm heart and cold nose-
That even when you're next to me or though we're miles apart
Your golden thread of friendship still will weave within my heart.

Author Unknown

ONE DAY IN THE LIFE OF A BOY

One day...a wealthy family man took his son on a trip
to the country so he could have his son see how poor
country people were.

They stayed one day and one night in the farm of a very humble farm
house. At the end of the trip and back home
the father asked the son: What did you think of the trip?

The son replied: Very nice Dad
Father: Did you noticed how poor they were?
Son: Yes
Father: What did you learn?
Son: I learned that we have one dog in the house...and they have four.

We have a fountain in the garden and they have a stream that has no end.
We have imported lamps in the garden, they have stars.

Our garden goes to the edge of our property, they have the entire horizon as theirs.

At the end of the son's reply the father was speechless and his son added: "Thank you dad for showing me how poor we really are."

Isn't it true that all depends on the crystal you use to see in life?

Author unknown

The colors of the sky darkened within just minutes. The next day a similar photo was on the front page of our local paper.

This storm came over our house rapidly one Christmas Eve. I was just coming up from the barn and saw it in time to get my camera.

Most of the photos on our site were taken by Marie. You may copy them for your enjoyment but not for any commercial use.