I decided to walk on White House today because I miss that beautiful canopied road with the ever changing varieties of wildflowers blooming. I am sad to report that there are still huge Trump banners and signs on rich people houses and I don't know whether to curse, scoff, or feel sorry for them because obviously they are delusional.
The biggest house, the one that takes me about ten minutes to walk past due to its size, does not have a Trump sign. There was a guy sitting on a bucket in the front yard today, weeding a patch of lawn. Of course I first thought it was a gardener, but instead it was the son of the owners. He appeared to have Down's and there was a beautiful dog near by him who looked somewhat like a German Shepard. I said "Hey!" to the guy and he said "Hey!" to me and I asked if the dog was okay because as all walkers know, dogs are often protective not only of their own yards but of the road in front of it, too.
"She's a good dog," the guy said. He told me what kind it was but I didn't hear him very well. It could have been a Belgian Malinois. I googled "dog breeds that look like German Shepards" and that breed came up first. It was a beautiful dog and the guy showed me how well trained she is by motioning for the dog to lay down and the dog immediately responded, her eyes trained on her human who asked me my name and I told him and asked him his which I can't remember either.
The dog's name is definitely "Philly" though. "Like Philadelphia," I was told.
When I passed them again on my return, I noticed that Philly took note of my approach and did not bark, did not threaten me in any way but went protectively to her human's side. There were more waves and I made it up the hill and down the hill to my car and came home and cooled off in front of the fan. I've been pretty useless since then, just doing the smallest things.
I made a gumbo but I surely did not get enough flour in the roux. I realize now that in my first attempt at making gumbo I had a stellar case of beginner's luck because it hasn't come out that well since.
This will be a gumbo soup with rice and it tastes good so there is that.
Here are some pictures of flowers I took on my walk.
Coral bean or Red Cardinal or Cherokee Bean. The most scarlet of the scarlet.
Sensitive Plant or Sunshine Mimosa
Carolina Wild Petunia
And here is your cute chick pic for the day.
All of the chicks are fine and poor Darla is so in need of scratching that she's dug what could end up being a tiny pond in the tiny coop. I wish I had a better alternative to that little coop. No sight of the dog who was here yesterday and every chicken came home to roost last night. We threw out the eggs that had not hatched this morning. Seven babies is a fine number and plenty.
One more picture.
Sounds like a good walk and the flowers are so pretty. I wonder if that is a type of service dog for the young man; keeping him safe and keeping him company. Glad you were friendly and he was too.ReplyDelete
Could be. Or just a really well-thought-out companion. Whatever, it was a fine dog.Delete
Cherokee Bean is such a good name. I think that will be the Nun's name , You know the one that came from Minnesota to teach the orphans stuff like how to fish. Of course the flowers are amazing, Sunshine makes beauty!ReplyDelete
Such a good dog, too. trained well and protecting his boy. I think I need one of those to protect me from life in general. Good walk! Beautiful!
Cherokee Bean is a good name and I think the Nun would like it. I'm glad that the orphans will know how to fish. A skill we should all have.Delete
And possibly we should all have a good dog like that one to be by our sides. Or, some of us, anyway.
Maybe a cute chick of the day picture of the chick who may be Fancy Pants progeny.ReplyDelete
That chick is beautiful as are the flowers. I am glad you had a nice walk.ReplyDelete
Thank you, e. I can't believe how out of shape I am.Delete
The flowers and the chicks are lovely.ReplyDelete
I was curious about the big house on White House road and it amazes me how much you can find out on the internet. The address, the family name, the company name, the ages of the couple. Way too much information I just realized. Makes me wonder what's out there about me.
I have heard a few things about that family as their acres back up on a friend of ours property. I know they have had tragedy in their lives and adopted this young man.Delete
All those flowers on one simple walk - so much around us when we take the tie to look. Too often I am rushing... like today...ReplyDelete
Rushing. I hate rushing now worse than ever. I want to move as slowly as I feel the need. And mostly I can.Delete
Oh all those colours are a joy to behold (the chick too, of course). And a well trained dog is so precious - as opposed to a badly/not-at-all trained dog, of course! Maybe he was named after the cheese! Just a thought!ReplyDelete
He may have been named after the cheese. I certainly thought of that although he (or she, I think it was a she) may be from Philadelphia.Delete
Belgian malinois are wonderful dogs. I knew one that was a therapy dog in nursing homes. They're very smart and loyal. Their owners say they understand language. If I were that young man's Mom I'd be perfectly secure letting him go about with his dog. Nobody will get near him who shouldn't. They're endlessly patient with their families, too.ReplyDelete
Yes. When I read the description of the breed, it seemed to me that that might be the one. The dog was just so obviously tuned in to his human in all regards. And I knew that the dog would protect that boy no matter what.Delete
Beautiful scarlet and darling cute chick. I'll focus on that rather than on the deluded with their Trump yard signs.ReplyDelete
Me too. I have to, pretty much. Funny how just a mile or so down the road the community is so different.Delete
I love that coral bean flower. I think they're poisonous, but they're still beautiful. It's great how many wildflowers you get in the woods and along the roadsides there.ReplyDelete