Summertime, and the Hammock Is Ready
“Summer is the time when one sheds one’s tensions with one’s clothes, and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit. A few of those days and you can become drunk with the belief...
View ArticleBoz and Gracie Are Real Cards, Alright
Bullish on Biscuits: Boz and Gracie grace a card from Great Dog Greetings What’s not to love about a Bulldog mug? It’s hard to believe so much cuteness can be packed into one canine and it still has...
View ArticleAlmost Wordless Wednesday
Boz: my favorite corn dog. For Gracie, home is where the hearth is.The post Almost Wordless Wednesday appeared first on Tall Clover Farm.
View ArticleDogouflage: The Art of Canine Concealment
Prompted by the day’s drizzle and cool temps, Boz and Gracie practice the art of indoor dogouflage, becoming one with the sofa, pillows and throws, willingly changing fur tone and posture to blend...
View ArticleDogwood Bough Under a Big Dipper Sky
My front porch is for company, the back porch for me. It’s my take-five spot, a compact stoop just barely big enough for a big guy and two big bulldogs. The paint-deprived rail supports an arm’s reach...
View ArticleHome Remedies: Chocolate Cake, Vapor Rub and Bulldog Bedhogs
Boz: bulldog as blue healer I am back among the living, breathing (in a Darth Vader kind of way), sniffling (as if paid by the tissue) and walking upright (albeit swaying) in pajamas destined for the...
View ArticleShining a Little Light on the New Year
One paper bag + a couple cups of sand + one lit candle = magic My brain seems to have been on hiatus (and may still be). Every time I sat down to write a post in December, five minutes into it, I’d...
View ArticleTall Clover Chronicles: Boz Takes the Cake
After a determined lawn-to-chair-to-table climb, Boz ponders the absence of food (and his next move). Much like Charlie Brown putting his trust in Lucy to hold the football on his kickoff attempt, I...
View ArticleBoz the Bulldog: Master and Commander
If I ignore Boz, he makes his case up close and personal. Make no mistake, in this household I serve at the pleasure of my two English Bulldogs Boz and Gracie. As pawed partners in crime, they...
View ArticleThe Kindness of Strangers 101
Mt Rainier and Point Robinson Lighthouse on a clear day. Have I mentioned I live on an island? Make no mistake, the little marker in the middle of Puget Sound where I live is very special to me, and I...
View ArticleGreenhouse Construction Update: Supervisors Found Sleeping on the Job
Boz found sleeping on the job I joked with a friend this week, that it took Noah less time to build an ark then it has taken me to erect a greenhouse. The good news is my time building this...
View ArticleThe Day Boz Re-Purposed the Stoop
Boz and the stoop in drier times Bulldogs Will Be Bulldogs… There is a fine line between lazy and smart; doing less to get more is called efficiency is it not? So I like to think of my compadres Boz...
View ArticleBulldog Santa: Boz Is Quite the Card
Christmas came early when my friend Rondi dropped by yesterday to hand deliver her latest Christmas card design featuring Boz as Santa Baby. (Gracie is a bit camera shy and opted to let Boz’s Christmas...
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Early Deep Freeze: More Photos, Fewer Words
I’m a wee bit stuck these days; distractions are aplenty, and focus is just a setting on my camera. So I will dispense with words and riveting insights (hey, no clapping) and share some pics from the...
View ArticleSpring in My Step: Putting Hibernation to Bed
Fresh start: honeycomb, pea vines, and a little luck… The robins, crows, tree frogs and barred owls, raucous little alarm clocks that they are, have sounded off to alert me that winter is officially...
View ArticleLittle Buddy, Big Heart: Remembering Boz
I first met Boz when he was age two and living in a south Seattle neighborhood. I immediately ascertained no cul de sac or chain-link fence could contain a personality and presence that big. Love at...
View ArticleSaying Goodnight, and Goodbye to My Gracie
Each night, when I call it a night, I canvass the main floor for any lights left on or doors unlocked. I check the woodstove when needed, and the fireplace should embers be present. As I turn off the...
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