Go on a walk today and share a photo of something that catches your eye.
This poppy below planted itself at my front door
Nice prompt, WP!
Category: dogs
Repeat? No thanks!
If you could erase one movie from your memory and watch it again for the first time, which one would it be?
There are two films I would like to erase from my memory, and not see again, thanks all the same..
Hachi: A Dog’s Tale ( 2009)
The Passion of the Christ ( 2004)
I love dogs, obvs, and am not religious.
These two films completely did me in..
I’ll be ready when the time comes
Which is the best thing to do in your city?
At this moment in time, we live rural-side, Patch n me. Although I’m city girl and central London does feel like my spiritual home, exploring any city really isn’t up there on my to-do list right now.
I sincerely love cultural attractions, especially in the arts, but for now, I’m still getting to grips with and appreciating the stillness and freedom of retirement.
It’s taking a while, and maybe that’s a reflection on just how long the slog has been? Some folk on retirement want to get out there and do the things life had restricted them from doing? I get that, totally.
But I’m coming from this from the other end. I’ve got the tee shirt and I’ll go with that until the time presents itself that it’s time for change.
When Tony found his voice
What’s a moment you wish you could freeze and live in forever?
Tony came to me a battered and bruised street dog. He was severely malnourished, unsteady on his feet, broken.
He began to heal, his cloudy eyes cleared, and then one day out of the blue, he barked for the first time. Emotional, moi? Yup
Whom not What
What gives you direction in life?
This old boy in the picture, Patch, gives me direction in life. Simple as. When we get up and when we go out. He chooses where we go and for how long. He decides when we chill. Do I mind my four –legged friend leading the way, every day, like this? Nah. Not a bit. I would be lost without him.
Pushing up the daisies?
Where do you see yourself in 10 years?
WP, maybe if you had asked where you would like to see yourself in 10 years. You seem to forget we can’t even predict tomorrow, this afternoon.
But I get your drift 😏 and I think this is best answered by the younger bloggers amongst us. Their visions and dreams have some scope there.
Moi? Still happy and healthy in my own skin. Sharing my life with a cat or dog. Just going about my life pretty much as I am now. That would be cool.
A huge lottery win would be fabulous, and I could do a lot with that, to keep me busy, or not.
Failing that I’ll be OK just doing what I’m doing.
Does mental agility count?
What’s the most fun way to exercise?
‘Fun-exercise’? Isn’t that an oxymoron? Just kidding!
I get exercise and light( never underestimate how important light is to your well-being) several times a day, with Patch.
Yep, it isn’t anywhere near the cardiovascular that we should aim for, but hey, that’s how it is. I’m out for hours every day, getting fresh air and finding peace with nature.
Exercising my grey matter for an hour or so every morning is fun, we’ll not fun exactly, but I like to do it. I guess it’s more of a habit now, anyway. A full round of Zen Word a few of Spider Solitaire is a given. I change the third game on a whim. Those screw fix things or moving liquid around in bottles. Can’t think of their names offhand. But I’m sure it does give my brain a bit of a workout.
So, that me and exercise.
I miss the laughter
What makes you laugh?
A while back, I pretty much gave up all the Socials, and I’ve found that I really do miss the things that made me laugh whilst scrolling. Usually, it was animals doing crazy things. Cats v dogs are always funny. Not so funny for the dogs, though, as they generally come out worse.
Years back, I lived and worked overseas, and together with one workmate/close friend,Mary, we would often find ourselves falling about laughing. I loved it, and I miss those days.
In fact, as I write my blog piece this morning, I can clearly see that I need to bring some joy back into my life. Oh dear, poor me, lol.
Edit. What I have failed to add is that there is a lovely blog here on WP. They often post jokes, which never fail to make me smile. Thank you
http://www.issuesthatmatterdotblog.com
I must add Eric, too. His take on the world and his way with words invariably makes me smile
Making sense of it all
What’s a secret skill or ability you have or wish you had?
A bit late to the table today with my offering. And it will be about Patch. Of course it will!
I once wrote about it being possible for him to communicate with me, so I could learn about his previous troubled life. And why, after 5+ years he gets really cross with me sometimes.
There have only been two other people I could tell he really didn’t like. In hindsight, he was spot on. It’s only me now he takes out his frustrations on.
For today’s prompt, I would like the ability to sense what he does. Depending on which data you follow its estimated they have 100-300 million olfactory sensors, whist human have between 5-6 mil.
This means that dogs have a lot going on when they are out and about. I always notice when other dogs are not allowed to stop and smell the roses. With their people just walking them. I get it folk don’t always have the time to let their canine companions inspect every blade of grass. But to them it is everything.
Let it rain
What is your favorite type of weather?
Oh dear, WP. You’re asking a Brit about the weather. Don’t you know we have a bit of a reputation for chatting about it with anyone who will stand still long enough?
To be fair, we are islanders, so historically, it was a subject everyone wanted and needed to know about. Farmers and fishermen were especially aware of how quickly the climate can change and their livelihoods depended up on it.
By now, we in the UK have had enough. So when it was the hottest March day recently, since records began, it all kicked off, and it was wonderful. Lawns were mowed. Outside furniture painted. Curtains washed. Way to go!
The atmosphere was bordering on electric, palpable. The relief was immense. It was exciting. It was fun to see folk fired up and living in the moment.
Of course, there will always be miserable gits amongst us ‘ Hello, nice day,’ you’d say in passing. ‘ Won’t last’ they’d reply. Best give these kind a wide berth, but sometimes I want and occasionally do say ‘ look, if the worst thing that happens to me is I get soaked walking the dog, I’ve got off lightly’. Food for thought, I hope. Although it probably lands on deaf ears.
I do identify as a pluviophile. I love the rain. Obvs, it’s not very nice when it is accompanied by really cold conditions and strong winds and you have to be out there. But the rest of the time, it’s great. The icing on the cake is the puddles are where birds can drink and bathe in.
IN THE BOOMER PIGEON HOLE? 
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