tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post5603856681279594066..comments2024-01-03T09:00:35.413+00:00Comments on Adrian's Images: NOON PLUS ONE HOUR THIRTY (17/11/10)ADRIANhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-26781695819394792502010-11-17T16:28:42.737+00:002010-11-17T16:28:42.737+00:00Keith, it's that time of the year, one sees bi...Keith, it's that time of the year, one sees birds that I thought were extinct. Wee divils hide in bushes all through the summer. The dogs can run from August till April after that they are tethered.<br />Never ceases to amaze, imagine Molly, particularly, can smell deer at over a mile.<br /><br />John. It is both frightening and fascinating. here I talk of Byron and the Dogs. The former was to my mind mediocre as a writer, I like the poem and am grateful for an education that drummed such stuff into me.<br />Fascinating, domesticated dogs haven't lost it.<br />As for the dogs three or four trips out are better than the telly. They don't miss a sniff.<br /><br />Bob I have two, on and off since my brother died this summer. This time of the year they run free. Come nesting time they are under control. That means tethered.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />.ADRIANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-7370998898867738492010-11-17T15:52:46.619+00:002010-11-17T15:52:46.619+00:00I like the pictorial essay style. Nice to see.
Gr...I like the pictorial essay style. Nice to see.<br /><br />Greetings!Claudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06316328803463022264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-49228247648989200052010-11-17T14:48:49.305+00:002010-11-17T14:48:49.305+00:00Great two dogs, not one, but two. What do they get...Great two dogs, not one, but two. What do they get up too? It makes me wonder.Bob Bushellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07819577478571292055noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-49500401536144529002010-11-17T14:35:32.071+00:002010-11-17T14:35:32.071+00:00Lord Byron seems to have summed up the situation w...Lord Byron seems to have summed up the situation well. At least Mollie and Alfie look as though they had a very enjoyable day. I also envy their ability to find a simple smell to be the highlight of their day.Midmarsh Johnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10980417659811194899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-54094939583650026772010-11-17T14:21:05.797+00:002010-11-17T14:21:05.797+00:00Sounds like you got the same weather I got here Ad...Sounds like you got the same weather I got here Adrian; gloom, wind and cold.<br />The dogs look happy enough though. <br />You're right, they have a knack of enjoying whatever is there :)holdingmomentshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16455039696354576430noreply@blogger.com