the skies of the high country sometimes are taken for granted. there are so many beautiful things to look at, so many things that compete with, it is easy to focus on what obscures it.
sometimes, there are unforgettable days you just cant help noticing the sky, even if your focus is on something else...it's beauty is unmistakable. sunday was such a day.
don't we all want to be the unforgettable sky?.
max, the newest addition to the dragon fly... other than a new couch:) max comes from down the mountain in wilkesboro, where he spent over a year on a chain. he has proven his breed proud, a very smart pup (2 years old) who, in one day was house train him, learned to to sit and shake and is getting the no jumping thing down.
i have no fenced yard here, and acres and acres to run. max has already learned to moderate his freedoms and comes back every time he is let out, even if i leave in the car... he loves his new home.
as with most other dogs, tex is unaffected but i hope the new energy will give tex some added pep and at least some company when i am out.
maxamillian a beautiful blue heeler dog, who is where he needs to be...free in boone:)
elsie payne, my grandmother on my dads side.
the only grandparent i have left, she is one hundred and one years old and still living through shear stubbornness. a lady i never enjoyed being around much. she was a strict, stoic woman who was hard to make laugh and harder to make relax. after raising 5 kids pretty much solo in the 30's and 40's she latched on to god and found her new mission... to save our souls.
the older i get the more i have learned to be real with elsie, show her brutal honesty, that which was rarely afforded her in life. along with that approach, i found out how to find her laugh, to make her blush, to challenge her think, to love her.
now at 101 years of age, she is like a child again, curious and somewhat giddy, still stubborn, but fun. she won't be around much longer and i'm glad i have heard her laugh.