Category: Photos by Kay

Hello, Hadley

We had another visit with Hadley, the pup our local Guide Dogs for the Blind puppy raisers is training. Hadley was 10 months in this shot, taken last month.

I first introduced you to Hadley last November here. We have spent time with her over the past half year or so as she’s navigated her training as a potential guide dog, here and here.

Puppies in training for Guide Dogs for the Blind have been sheltering in place during the pandemic, some remaining with their raisers beyond the time when they would normally be recalled for formal training as a guide dog. Guide Dogs is now slowly reestablishing normal operations. If all goes as planned, Hadley may return to Guide Dogs this fall at around 14 months of age.

Back to blogging

I’m back again. I’ll admit it: it was nice to be undisciplined and not blog for a while. But, in truth, that’s the story of life in the days of a pandemic, isn’t it?

Really…are you getting any of those rainy day projects done? You know, cleaning out a closet or garage? Journaling? Archiving photos? Updating your computer? Writing letters?

I envy the artists and others who are undertaking wonderful projects, completing admirable goals. I’ve not gotten much further than congratulating myself if I make a well balanced dinner.

Variations on a poppy

The Asiatic poppies in our yard are blooming again. I’d noticed that there were a few colors besides the standard red but was amazed by the colors at the center of this white one.

Pink is a more common variant and most lighter poppies have these yellow centers.

The classic red poppies have slightly darker centers. This is another variant.

As always, the wind came up as I photographed. Most of our poppies are bright red like these.

Back again

Our neighborhood deer have returned. They were gone at least a month. If I weren’t sheltering in place I might not have noticed. Around the time I realized their disappearance I heard stories of fawn births.

One who spied a newborn, Judy, learned that after birthing the does will move their fawns into hiding until they’re strong enough to go out into the world. Yesterday’s little spotted Bambi had his or her sea legs, keeping up with Mom at a good clip.

One deer Sunday. Four yesterday. They’re back in time for the blooming peonies. And now we’ll see if it’s true that they’re repelled by the onions I’ve planted.