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I was thrilled to see the tigers in the water. I wish I had more time to hang and wait for the perfect composition with these guys, but the kiddos wanted to move along.

Playing fetch with Golden Retriever

Barney isn't obsessive about fetching toys like many pet border collies are. He grew up believing that teenagers were his toys - to be herded, nipped and chased. Teenagers make for much more interesting, interactive targets than a ball does! Even squeaky balls don't squeak quite as enticingly as a teenage boy with a nipped nose... nor does it change direction so well, or do anything particularly surprising. I have managed to teach him the idea of playing with proper dog toys & certainly when we're at home, he really enjoys playing fetch, often asking me to play with him and getting quite intense about it - at least for short periods of time...

 

When we're outside though, Barney is usually busy exploring.The fields and hills where we walk are full of interesting things to investigate... just this week, we spotted our first grass snake near this field (well, it was the first time I've seen one - I suspect the dog has been aware of their presence for years!). When we play together, Barney generally prefers to improvise herding games, or I'll just find a pebble or something similar to throw. If I ever do bring a toy like a ball, I'm usually disappointed... He's often disinterested, or he'll want to chase it but then get distracted and/or bored and drop it in long grass somewhere.

 

However, I found a tennis ball under my bed today (I find them all over the place) and on a whim popped it in my bag before we set off for an afternoon outing to nearby Ox Hill. To my surprise, Barney decided he was in the mood to play fetch towards the end of the walk. It was quite a slow, gentle game - making sure he didn't hurt his hips by twisting/jumping etc but nevertheless, Barney actually brought the ball back to me... multiple times! I rather suspect he was partly playing along to humour me "Oh, you want to play with the ball do you? Go on then, as it's you - funny old human, I suppose I can do that for a while!" but he did seem to be enjoying himself too, bouncing about in the buttercups, squeaking the ball :)

Portrait of Liesl in the back yard.

Milky Way over Fletcher Lake and Vogelsang Peak. Yosemite National Park.

 

My dog... in one word...

Dinka playing fetch.

New Years Day 2019, Barry Island

More fun with the AT-ATs...

 

A long time ago in a toy box far, far away....

 

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If squirrels played fetch.

Borkum, East Frisian island, Germany

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Westward Ho

taken during one of the snow storms ,I was hiding behind the battery building and noticed this dog playing in the snow.

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Pebble Beach, Carmel, California

 

... by the clover point pumping station ... despite the strong wind, gulls hover by the shoreline to scoop up whatever treats the waves bring in & people still play fetch the ball with the dog

Orion launching towards his stick on the shore of Lake Huron. He loves the water and can play fetch for a longer time than your arm has the strength to throw. Ahh... to be a 6.5yo Vizsla, again...

 

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Spike at Seaham

I saw the man throw the ball for the dog in the distance so took this quick shot, all at the wrong settings. I intended to take a few more but that was the last throw before home time

Rot-chan plays fetch with Cookie-pang

 

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I thought she is a cat.......

A long time ago in a toy box far, far away....

 

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Wickham Place is the London home of Lord and Lady Southgate, their children and staff. Located in fashionable Belgravia it is a fine Georgian terrace house.

 

Today we are below stairs in the Wickham Place kitchen. The Wickham Place kitchens are situated on the ground floor of Wickham Place, adjoining the Butler’s Pantry. It is dominated by big black leaded range, and next to it stands a heavy dark wood dresser that has been there for as long as anyone can remember. In the middle of the kitchen stands Cook’s preserve, the pine deal table on which she does most of her preparation for both the meals served to the family upstairs and those for the downstairs staff. And here we are before the range at the pine deal table where Mrs. Bradley the Cook is going to give her scullery maid another cooking lesson by having her prepare vegetable consommé for the second course for the upstairs dinner this evening.

 

“Agnes. Agnes.”

 

“Yes, Mrs. Bradley?” Agnes scurries over from the sink.

 

“I think you’ve earned the right for another cooking lesson.”

 

“Oh! Oh really Mrs. Bradley! Your famous soufflé?”

 

“Heavens girl!” the older woman cries, throwing her careworn hands in the air. “Do you really think me a loon? I’ve told you before. You need to learn the basics of plain cooking before I can teach you anything fancy. And a clear consommé of vegetables will be fancy enough for you.”

 

“That sounds very fancy Mrs. Bradley.”

 

“That’s because them who eat upstairs,” she raises her eyes to the ceiling. “Like their fancy names for their finely cut vegetable soup.”

 

“Vegetable soup, Mrs. Bradley?” Agnes’ shoulders slump.

 

“Now! Now! Buck up my girl!” the Cook says as she steps towards her enormous range to stir a pot over the flame with her wooden spoon. “Don’t think of it as vegetable soup. Think of it as,” She flourishes her spoon through the air. “Consommé.”

 

Agnes goes to the pine deal dresser on the left hand side of the range an takes out the big copper stock pot and under Mrs. Bradley’s instruction, fetches carrots, parsnips, potatoes, onions, leek, a clove of garlic and thinking it might also go in, a radish.

 

“Did I say a radish, girl?”

 

“No Mrs. Bradley.”

 

“No radish in vegetable consommé, Agnes.”

 

“But it’s a vegetable, Mrs. Bradley.”

 

“So’s an artichoke, but you aren’t putting that into it either girl!”

 

“No Mrs. Bradley.” Agnes says with an apologetic tone.

 

“Now, get chopping girl! Small pieces mind. We don’t want upstairs choking on big chunks of potato, now do we?”

 

“No, Mrs. Bradley.”

 

The theme for the 11th of September “Looking Close… on Friday” is “vegetables”. This tableaux is made up of part of my 1:12 size dollhouse miniatures collection. Some pieces come from my own childhood like the ladderback chair and the teapot on the dresser in the background. Other items I acquired as an adult through specialist online dealers and artists who specialise in 1:12 miniatures.

 

Fun things to look for in this tableaux include:

 

All the vegetables and garlic clove seen on Cook’s deal table are artisan miniatures from a specialist stockist of food stuffs from Kettering in England, as are the onions hanging to the right of the range. He has a dizzying array of meals which is always growing, and all are made entirely or put together by hand, so each item is individual.

 

The kitchen knife with its inlaid handle and sharpened blade comes from English miniatures specialist Doreen Jeffries Small Wonders Miniature store.

 

The copper stock pot, the copper pan and the pots on the range in the background are all made of real copper and come from various miniature stockists in England and America.

 

In front of stock pot containing carrots and parsnips is one of Cook’s Cornishware white and blue striped bowls. One of her Cornishware cannisters stands to the left of the pot. Cornishware is a striped kitchenware brand trademarked to and manufactured by T.G. Green & Co Ltd. Originally introduced in the 1920s and manufactured in Church Gresley, Derbyshire, it was a huge success for the company and in the succeeding 30 years it was exported around the world. The company ceased production in June 2007 when the factory closed under the ownership of parent company, The Tableshop Group. The range was revived in 2009 after T.G. Green was bought by a trio of British investors.

 

To the right of the stock pot and Cornishware bowl stands a silver Art Nouveau cup which is a dolls’ house miniature from Germany, made in the first decade of the Twentieth Century. It is a beautiful work of art as a stand alone item and is remarkably heavy.

 

The jars of herbs are also 1:12 miniatures, made of real glass with real cork stoppers in them.

 

The large kitchen range in the background is a 1:12 miniature replica of the coal fed Phoenix Kitchen Range. A mid-Victorian model, it has hinged opening doors, hanging bars above the stove and a little bass hot water tap (used in the days before plumbed hot water).

Now that's a good dog!

Just thought that on this day I would share an amazing moment from my recent polar bear adventure. Who ever thought that a polar bear would play a game a "fetch & retrieve" with us?

 

Now before anyone gets the wrong idea ... of course, I'm joking. It's April Fool's Day!

 

We did however get to observe this magnificent polar bear frolicking around in the icy waters, having the best time in the world playing with this stick. Amazing that it would even find a stick out in the waters off Kaktovik seeing how the closest trees are literally hundreds of miles away.

 

This adult polar bear played relatively close to our boat for quite some time ... to the delight of all of the camera shutters clicking away. LOL. They just really seemed to have such a grand time playing in those icy waters while passing their time waiting for the ice to freeze.

 

When I look at this amazing bear ... especially into its eyes ... I can't help but want to help tell their story of their struggle for survival. Please help in their protection and that of their environment as well.

 

Thanks so much for stopping by to view and especially for sharing your thoughts and comments. The blog featuring this and many other polar bear images is available for viewing at www.tnwaphotography.wordpress.com

 

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