Maggie and the Snowflake

Clearly children (and child-like adults) are not the only ones would were found outside catching snowflakes during this storm that the marketing and packing experts called Nemo. Which picture do you like best?

Sticks and Snow

Stevens-Coolidge Place

So this evening I got to enjoy a little bit of late summer sunshine at the Stevens-Coolidge Place which is a property of the Trustees of the Reservations. It's near my home in an undisclosed location in the Merrimack River Valley. 

The property is one of my favorites to visit. The carefully manicured gardens are delightful to romp through. When no one is looking I sample a few of the flowers. They never taste as good as they look. The whole point today, actually, was the flowers. At least that is what the human told me. 

It turned out that it was "picking day" so a number of local humans were milling about with scissors picking the flowers. Somehow I was still forbidden to eat the flora. 

Despite the denial of tasty treats, I did manage to have some fun. I'm including some images of the highlights here.

Galloping was my main mode of locomotion

Yes indeed. I spy a bunny.

A rare shot where I actually look at the camera.

Exhausted. Playtime complete.

The View From Here: Hard Day's Work Edition

The View From Here: Princess and the Pea Edition

I figured putting these scrumptious snacks under the human's pillow was a good safe place.

The View From Here: About This Morning Edition

The View From Here: Monday Afternoon Edition

Similar yet different than Monday Morning Edition

The View From Here: Monday Morning Edition

View From Here: Rainy Days are for Naps Edition

The View From Here: Wet Dog Edition

The View From Here: Raining Cats and Dogs Edition

Photo in Need of a Caption

All right folks, what do you think I'm trying to communicate here in this image?

The View From Here: Maggie's Response to Managed Care Edition

Our Magnolia of the Flowers

Recently the human took me to The Stevens-Coolidge Place, a property belong to the Trustees of the Reservation, for a spring photo shoot. With the backdrop of land first farmed in 1729, a myriad spring flowers, it was an ideal setting. The unanticipated problem was that I decided that the spring time blossoms were delicious.

As you can see, I'm fast--but not nearly fast enough to escape detection by the camera. I was hungry. I couldn't help it. I'm powerless of delicious flowers.

The human thought he might command more of my attention if he came in for a close up.

I wasn't much in a listening mood. In fact, as you can tell by my expression, I was rather irritated.

Really. Delicious. If the human would let me eat them I'm sure they taste just like spring chicken. I'm sure of it. Of course, all I heard was "leave it" and some kind of grumbling about the flowers being there for everyone to enjoy. Yeah yeah yeah,I know. If every dog ate a flower there wouldn't be any for the humans to enjoy. 

What the human didn't seem to understand was that I was there first, so I should get to sample some of the flowers. He's so mean, that human.

Foiled again by the camera. A therapy dog can't catch a break, can she. Apparently she also can't catch a flower.

The View From Here: Ramifications of a Four Hour Walk Edition

The View From Here: Is She Kidding Edition

The View From Here: New Perspective Edition

Often times your problems will look different if you change your perspective.

The View From Here: How to Enjoy Spring Edition

The Boys

A friend on twitter recently commented that my brother's do not equal exposure. By special request, here is Iggy and Spot. I can never tell them apart so don't bother asking me who is who. They are pictured here in the bathroom resting atop the washer and dryer. That's their favorite sleeping place because (a) it's often warm (b) I can't chase them and (c) they have a sky light that they can look out of.

The View From Here: Playtime Edition