February was a long snowy month, with there being quite a few days when we did not leave our home. Still, I must have been pretty busy, or at least my Instagram feed makes it look like I was.
This is the view from my office window. I was standing at this window about five years ago when the tree on the left was hit by lightning. The top one fourth of it blew off and landed in front of it. Every year a bit more of it dies, but it is still hanging in there.
I took this handsome guy to bloodhound rescue in Villa Rica, Georgia. He looks worried, but it was not my driving. He just was not used to being enclosed. He had been running loose in a mountain neighborhood, where he managed to elude capture for weeks. Such a good boy he is. I used to do a lot of dog transports to rescues until my sister got sick and I needed to spend my time with her. I’m glad to be getting back into this work.
This photo was taken in the Nantahala Gorge while on my rescue run. It’s a fairly wild area.
I spent many of the snow days curled up with a good magazine. This one is from 1925.
A dear cousin came to visit and my brother and I spent a day playing tour guide in Asheville. We loved this Downton Abbey themed window in a local yarn shop.
I’m really not a “cat person” but even I could not resist this lovely girl we spotted in an art gallery window.
I managed to fit in a bit of vintage shopping. I’m afraid the sign is a bit late to save some of these clothes.
Is there no end to the cute Scottie stuff? Apparently not.
Here I am in Pigeon Forge, Tennessee, tacky capitol of the South, moments before being run down by the Titanic. Seriously, there is a Titanic attraction, and it is surprisingly educational. Really.
I got flowers for absolutely no reason, and that is the best reason of all.