Friday, January 21, 2011

Accidentals


Sometimes what I see in the lens is not what comes out in the print. This is one of those times. I like this much better than the clear crisp shot I thought I took. It's an accidental.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Becoming Annie

Annie is our youngest and smallest. She has her Mother's eyes and her Father's white ruff. Slow to explore her world. Slow to attach to her humans. Easily distracted. Uninterested in food. Always busy just to be busy. I suppose in human terms she would be labled a child with special needs. I have a daughter with that label. It's very familar.

She's settling tho. Now at 8 months exploring her world has become an adventure. Hearing her name means warm and gentle touch. Focusing on  squirrel chasing is lazer like. Kibble is very tastey. Being busy leads to a deep rest.

And there is music. When I break out in a song---Annie dances. She gets up on her back legs, twirls her petite self in circles and toes the 2 step. I sing. She toes and twirls. The well known Corgi smile fills her face. And that little Corgi butt moves it!

Annie is dead. She was hit by a car. I do not know what she was doing way down by that country road. None of the other Corgis go there. It gets little traffic. The barn is empty when we all go out to "hay" the horses. Annie would jump from bale to bale. Exporing. Focusing. Interested. She was becoming Annie.