Beagle As Still Life
For my still life assignment, I offer you the ultimate of an object at rest - "Beagle as Still Life".
I’m Watching You
Dear family and friends – Yes, it’s me the beagle again, back to tell you more stories about Mom. Did you know how sneaky she is? How is a beagle to get his beauty sleep when I have to maintain a constant vigilance? For example:
Finding New Hobbies
As this year has gone on, I found myself needing some new interests. Unfortunately, very little appealed to me. I finally set the following criteria: It could not require hours behind a computer. I spend all day in front of a screen for my job and I can’t do it at home all night and…
Beagle Reporting on the Backyard
Hello kind and gentle readers! It’s me, the beagle, reporting on what’s happening around the backyard. Mom and Dad took down the garden last year. They said it was too much work for what they got out of it. Plus there was a little problem with destruction. Apparently one of the dogs kept playing in…
A Walk With Mom
Dear kind and gentle readers – yes, it’s once again me, the beagle. I’m really liking Mom being home during the day. Why? Because she’s taking me for a walk nearly every day. Oh such joy – I get to check pee mail! Poop on the neighbors lawns! And best of all, I’m finding all…
Chaos Is Inevitable – Part 1
In chaos, all is possible. Every incoming idea is welcomed, with no regard for reality. Forget time, money or reason; embrace a brimming universe! Because if you start with rules, your creation will be stillborn. Philippe Petit in “Creativity: The Perfect Crime” Along with the learning curve is the inevitable chaos that accompanies it. It’s just…
The Beagle Claims He Was Tricked
Dear Kind & Gentle Readers – I got tricked!!! Yes, I got tricked. Wait until you hear what Mom and Dad did to me this time. It started innocently enough. After the grand morning ritual of the giving of the treats, Mom let me back outside again. I was so happy! It was a nice…
The Beagle Tattles That Mom Assaulted Him!
Dear Readers – I don’t understand why Mom calls me a tattle tale. Geez – all I’m doing is reporting the truth as I see it. And as we all know, I’m right. So it started innocently enough. Mom grabbed the towel away, enticing my big brother to play. He loves playing tug with the…
The Beagle Loves His Momma
Dear Readers – Got any treats? (Never mind. Mom said that’s impolite). Dear Kind and Gentle Readers – It’s the beagle here to share more of my life with you. If you have any treats, I’d love to have them now! (waddya mean I can’t ask for treats? Patti’s reading this – she’ll give me one!…
Living The Seasons 