"W's" have whooshed willy-nilly through my world this past week. I hope you enjoy the post and if you do, you may also love the amazing ABC Wednesday web site, where other thoughts about the letter "W" will be expressed in witty and wondrous ways.
Wags, wiggles and lots of sniffs but no whines, whimpers or woofs ensued..
when wee Black Jack welcomed these two well-wishers into her space the other day.
One of the dogs got a whiff of the treats in my pocket and used his winsome brown eyes to suggest that I share the goods.
When we walked under the Cambie Bridge a day or two later, the warm light wrapped itself around the pillars in a whimsical and winning (in our book) design .
You saw photos from that walk in my previous post, many of them inspired by Bill, and since he and Black Jack make my world wondrously happy, here they are in all their worthy glory.
but was finally happy to catch one of the horses whispering a secret to the other.
On the day of the high tide (previous post), I witnessed a wildlife story that reminded me that it is okay to work hard for the things we want. These cormorants, with the white breast markings of adolescents, were sitting on the False Creek sculpture, Brush with Illumination.
Here is a photo of the whole sculpture (taken a while ago) to help you with the story details. It is interesting to me because of its response to wind, wave and weather conditions, but most of all, I love it for the respite it provides to birds, and especially, to the local cormorants.
One of them did a wobbly take-off..
and a rather wonky landing.
The floating ball at the base of the sculpture seemed a weird place to want to land, but s/he was determined to settle there.
S/he tried many times but always slipped off. I was impressed that this gritty whippersnapper had such a strong will.
I would have been woozy after so many failed attempts, but s/he didn't waver in his/her effort to figure out a solution to the problem.
Believe it or not, this wriggling scramble is the one..
that won out..
in the end. Whoopee!
These watchers witnessed the entire saga, but didn't appear to be impressed with the young cormorant's willpower. I guess, for them, such persistence is an everyday occurrence.
Other wildlife sightings over the past few days had me,
yet again, gazing in wonder..
into the eyes of a sparrow, a duck in the water..
and a wise juvenile crow.
And then, yesterday, Yaletown became a Winter Wonderland.
Well, to be honest, it was a wet snow that must have felt quite heavy on this seagull's wings,
but it created wonderful patterns on the tree branches.
This boy worked hard to build a snowman.
The snow barely covered the grass, but his friend helped by transporting handfuls from a wide area of the park.
Here, his friend wanders off to look for more building material..
but in spite of a noble effort, the final result was, like the cormorant's landing, a bit wonky. I watched the small tableau from my balcony window and it warmed my heart.
When we traveled last year to Ottawa, Black Jack handled a crisp snow amazingly well but the wet stuff yesterday didn't impress her one bit. When we came in from outside, she was happy to be wrapped cozily in her bed. Every time I tried to get a photo, she yawned. I think she was trying to tell me it was a good day to withdraw from outdoor activities.
Here she is with Ellie Mae, one of the dogs originally lost. Griffin was finally caught. You can read that story here. In the mean time, this facebook site to help find lost dogs is a good one to save in your web list if you live in or near Vancouver, BC. I hope I never have to use it for Black Jack, but most readers here take the welfare of pets seriously, and each life saved is surely worth a lot. I am not sure if such a site exists for lost dogs in other parts of the world, but if not, it would be a great project for someone with time and computer skills to set up.
This is another of those stories that warms the heart. This site has some poignant writing about that meeting. I will just leave one small quote from it, knowing that your time is probably limited for checking out links:
"His paintings are an excellent example of naïve art; perspective is ignored and an object's scale is often based on its relative importance in the scene, giving many of his paintings a map-like quality." There are more interesting details about him at that Wikipedia link. The painting below represents the wind, wave and water themes that are never far from my thoughts, especially for a "W" theme. It is called "Small Boat in Rough Sea" and I love it. You can see other wonderful examples of his work at this site.
Lastly, I love the sweet tones of Edith Wiens singing a song by Brahms: "Wie Melodien zieht es mir." She sings in German but here is the English translation.
It moves like a melody,
Gently through my mind;
It blossoms like spring flowers
And wafts away like fragrance.
But when it is captured in words,
And placed before my eyes,
It turns pale like a gray mist
And disappears like a breath.
And yet, remaining in my rhymes
There hides still a fragrance,
Which mildly from the quiet bud
My moist eyes call forth.
The words wend their way through my mind, washing over the negative thoughts that I feared I might wallow in after just hearing the most recent announcement by the National Rifle Association (no link because I don't want to give credence to their plan). With my determination to keep negativity out of this blog, I will just say that we must find a kind way to show the world that there are better ways to protect our precious children than to put armed guards in schools. Perhaps, Mr. Rogers says it best:
“It's very dramatic when two people come together to work something out. It's easy to take a gun and annihilate your opposition, but what is really exciting to me is to see people with differing views come together and finally respect each other.”― Fred Rogers, The World According to Mister Rogers: Important Things to Remember