Thursday, June 25, 2009

Zoey's first week

Zoey meets Dustie Rose
Playing with Thor
Checking out the sand pit for digging fun with Loki and Macy.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Spring by Mary Oliver

Spring
I lift my face to the pale flowers
of the rain. They're soft as linen,
clean as holy water. Meanwhile
my dog runs off, noses down packed leaves
into damp, mysterious tunnels.
He says the smells are rising now
stiff and lively; he says the beasts
are waking up now full of oil,
sleep sweat, tag-ends of dreams. The rain
rubs its shining hands all over me.
My dog returns and barks fiercely, he says
each secret body is the richest advisor,
deep in the black earth such fuming
nuggets of joy!
Mary Oliver

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Samson's first day at Creekside Daycare

Samson is the youngest new addition to the Creekside Critter Care Family: Ben is one of Samson's new best friends: HRH Murphy thinks that Samson better learn some dog manners and fast!

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Bentley and Mia at Creekside

Bentley and Mia are new to Creekside! They are now best friends.

STAY SAFE OUT THERE

Now that our recent batch of snowstorms are done with (we hope), we still see some patchy ice. Stay safe!

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Of Bats and Men

Cabin Mate He moved from the boathouse across the cove after the leaf blower incident several summers ago. He was young and scrawny then - a bit excitable, as bats tend to be. Big and handsome now, with a wingspan of ten inches, he wakes while the sun is setting over the mountains. His wings, wrapped like a cocoon around him as he slept, slap the wood his claws scratch. At afterglow he joins the swarm of bats streaming out of eaves, attic vents and trees to songs of bullfrogs, loons and drunken humans. I watch them dance in the dusk by the thousands Feasting on mosquitoes; diving to scoop water from the cove with their mouths. I wonder if it is he fluttering by my ear - showing off, maybe. At dawn he takes a few laps around the cabin to pick off any stray mosquitoes, and wake me for the morning, before retiring to his crack above the door. Joe Elcock