Post Box

Our wee post box, situated within the village and an ideal excuse  for Kirra to see if any other dogs are in the location.

As I write, my Kirra is having a grooming session with the young lady in attendance and so she is being pampered.

Sitting Pretty

How pretty my sweet Kirra looks, and her pose does attract admiring glances and attention from those she meets along the way.

Sunday

A walk is always enjoyed on a Sunday.  However tonight gale force.wind and rain does.mean safer indoors.

Stay safe everyone.

A walk

A walk in the undergrowth may sniff out something. According to my Kirra.

Snooze

If it is too wet outdoors.  One at least can have time to snooze.

New Year Eve

A day to reflect of 2013 and hope and pray for a year ahead of peace and good health to all.

Action

Kirra can move quicky especially if something catches her eye.  She loves the outdoors and today it is gale force winds and torrential rain.  So rather reluctant to venture outdoors for my own safety .

Christmas Day

Kirra wishes all her friends a peaceful and loving Christmas and as the photo shows it has snowed here so a White Chistmas.

Christmas Day

Christmas Day and a wonderful day for a walk.

Frosty morning

Dad had to go out yesterday and boy was it cold. As the picture best shows.

Still I was curled up next to the fire waiting for my dad and the treats he always brings me.

Snow and New Coat

As you can see, we have had a wee drop of snow and an ideal opportunity to try out my new coat.

I think my dad is sooooo jealous of my coat, but then I am a Princess. -x-

Winter

Kirra and I woke to yet another dusting of snow.  It was quite cold and icy in places. So here is a photo to let you see.  Enjoy your weekend.

Inspection

Kirra loves to inspect anything she finds interesting.

Memory Lane

This was the entrance and exit for the ponies which worked in the mines below.  The mines are now.closed.

The hardship for both miners and ponies one can only imagine.

Snow

Well just a little dusting.  However Kirra is waiting for more to follow.

Woods

If you go down in the woods today. What surprises will Kirra see?

Death in a Foreign Land

 

As Sunday is a time of Remembrance, I wrote this poem for those who never returned.

DEATH IN A FOREIGN LAND

Age, not of life
They travelled of duty
Men of many
They answered
The call.

Far off land
Where guns and steel
Lay alongside
The many
Who had fallen
Their life
Devoid of dreams.
 
Rich in beauty
Allenheads by sight
Those who died
Remembered
Names for all
Who can spare a moment
Reflect of silence
War Memorial
This place
So proud.

As the sound of birds
Echo over the land
The sun, her rays
Awaken all
Who stop and visit
This land, so quiet
Only the birds in flight
As if on display
Fly past the scene
Of those who died
A death in a foreign land
We should never forget
Their names

By

Peter Preobrazhenskii © 2013

Water

Kirra believes water is for drinking (only) and therefore likes to keep a safe distance from this wee brook.

Frost of Day

The frost of last year, is looking closer each day as the cold temps become evident, at least Kirra has nice fur coat to keep her warm, and of course her cozy luxury coat when its raining or really cold.

Just an update, snow has arrived, at least up on the moors, which we can see from our home.  I guess the snow shovel and gloves and thermals will have to have their cobwebs removed.

Art

 

 

We all like to see art, and my Kirra is no exception, she clearly has taken an interest here, although, me thinks, it is because she has an idea this is a cafe too.