Deck litter with petal leaves
Bake in sweltering sun
Until they shrivel like dried fruit
Then turn brown and raked away into a bag.
To take into the air my quiet breath;
That with music loud and long,
Lift my eyes from the Earth,
My heart leaps up when I behold
Nothing in the world is single;
Such songs have power to quiet
And like a tide, you have flowned into me.
Poems I used:
Ode to a Nightingale – John Keats<!–
Kuala Khan – Samuel Taylor Coleridge
A Prayer – Max Ehrmann
My Heart Leaps Up – William Wordsworth
Love’s Philosphy – Percy Bysshe Shelley
The Day Is Done – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Fulfillment – Author Unknown
One stroke starts the painting
More brush stroke added
A portion done; let it dry
Small sections fill in
Painting comes alive
Mix paint for background
Large brush moves up and down
All around dog in the middle
Almost done; details added
Chelsey dog in painting almost real
Another portrait painting of my dog finish
Painting her brings me closer to her. I still miss her.
I, dog, like to have my bed
Where I can sleep soundly
As I also have my blankets
Where I can paw at them
Before laying down.
I like to have my toys:
Squeaky, balls, bones and non-squeaky;
Around so I can have a variety to play with.
I like my bandanas around my neck
For they make me stand out
Or get great comments from people passing by.
I like to have leash
For without it I can’t go walking outside.
I like to have my collar around my neck
So one my owner can hear the jingle to know where I am
And two my name is attach in case I escape.
I like to have snacks around; any kind will do.
I like my kong where you can put treats in
It keeps me busy for awhile while you work.
I like to have windows; I love to look outside.
But best thing I like to have is my owner nearby.
Art of playing with dog toys
Takes skills and years of practice.
Don’t just randomly choose your toy.
But, keep changing the toy
So not to get bored every day.
Sniff one that is still in one piece.
Gently take in mouth.
Run with it for awhile.
Stop to shake it back and forth.
Throw it in the air.
Watch it fall in delight.
Now to let the squeaking out.
Delight should heighten to
Take it in mouth and run around.
Prance until you are weary.
Laying down panting with toy near by.
From there it’s time for a nap
To repeat the playing of your doggy toy.
Days are warm now
But I don’t go out
No dog to take for walk
I will not go out alone
For my dog loved to stop
She would smell the flowers
She would lay down and relax
No fun without a dog to be outside
Shades of greens outside
Foliage sprouting all around
Tall trees opening green leaves
One half size tree in middle
Sprouting nothing but pink petals
Showing off its new wardrobe.