Sunday, September 7, 2008

The Mystic Chords of Memory--or--"Summer's Over!"

Hi. It's Buster at the keyboard, thinking wistfully and randomly. Maybe my mom will fashion some things into a real narrative, if I can lure her to the computer; in the meantime, you'll have to tolerate my non sequitur canine brain with its impulsive world-view.


So we're back from The Pond--sitting in the boring Nutmeg State (Hoo-Rah!) watching the remnants of Hurricane Hanna pass overhead. No pix of of the storm--it was vastly overrated--but I thought I'd share a few more of my summer photos, 'cuz I miss New Hampshire!



My swimming buddy, Lester the Loon, kept me company and let me paddle up next to him.


Lester spent most of his time underwater. If he wasn't down at the bottom of the pond catching trout, he was up on the top snorkeling...



Big, blue dragonflies were everywhere--buzzing around my head and mating with other blue dragonflies. It's a good life if you can tolerate the obligatory year's consignment to the bottom of the pond as a carnivorous predator-nymph.





I got to take LONG walks down the dirt road with my human lackies. Sometimes I'd see hawks and deer and snakes. No tree was left unautographed!



Mom insisted that I collect bull thistles for her. They're kinda like most of the girls in my life--beautiful and a bit prickly...



Princess Bailey, on the other hand, was the Goddess of studied domesticity.



Some things just naturally go with "loon"--hmmm...lune...moon...



In the evening, I'd go out in the boat and watch the bats. Coming back, the cottage would look all warm and snuggly. Mom would be waiting, reading a book, and my soft bed would be all ready.



This is an unimaginably hard life, and I miss it.

Luv,

TheBuster


6 comments:

Asta said...

Buster
Youw vacations looks dweamy...a magical place!
I'm sowwy you had to come home, but I'm suwe you'll find something wondewful to do thewe too.
I love the pictoowes of you and Pewsephone, and the loon and the flowew..that pink is such a pwetty colow wif youw fuw
smoochie kisses
ASTA

Faya said...

It is so hard to go back to civilisation.... A quand les vacances éternelles ? Que s'est-il passé avec les pieds du jour ? C'est douloureux ? J'espère que vous allez bien. Gros bisous, Faya

Maggie and Mitch said...

Bummer that you had to come back to reality!
We sure would love to meet your buddy, Lester!

Love ya lots,
Maggie and Mitch

Harry said...

Sorry that your summer is coming to an end. We never really had any summer this year in Blighty.

Toodle pip
Harry x

Bogart said...

We are such suckers for your beards around here... and those were some particularly fabu beard shots :)

Love,
Bogart

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