Archive for the ‘Jesse the Golden Retriever’ Category

Attention All Quick Brown Foxes: Now’s Your Chance!

Sunday, August 24th, 2014

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On this lazy Sunday morning:

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[Referencing the “sleeping” version of the pangram used by typing teachers.]

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The Common Joyfulness of Golden Retrievers

Saturday, May 31st, 2014

The other day a catalog arrived in the mail. On its cover was the 2014 Orvis Cover Dog, a golden retriever named Hunni. Though we see only a profile, the look on her face is the unmistakable mien of Goldens: happiness rising to delighted contentment. The picture prompted me to dig out two photos of my own dog Jesse, from nine years ago.

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(I think I see in Jesse’s eye a silhouette of the head of the photographer, me.)

One Mo’ Time: Snow falling in DC, March 30, 2014, at 5pm

Sunday, March 30th, 2014

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“Snowflakes on my head and shoulders make me happy …”

[Apologies to John Denver]

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Jesse with soon-to-bloom daffodils

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“A treat please?”

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Jesse in Glover Park (February 8, 2014)

Sunday, February 9th, 2014

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Early December Photos

Saturday, December 14th, 2013

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Trunk of an aged sycamore tree, outside Rosedale Conservancy:

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Autumn leaves, viewed from an office window overlooking 19th Street, NW:

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The second of three morning yawns:

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Jesse, golden retriever, 9 years old

Saturday, August 3rd, 2013

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My golden retriever is now 9 years old. Previous posts about Jesse here and here. Most recent video, here.

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Narcissus in the Morning

Friday, September 14th, 2012

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My dog Jesse when he awoke yesterday morning.

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I was struck by how his twisted body formed an S-curve. In aesthetics this is known as the line of beauty. This, William Hogarth thought, was the basis for all great art.

The story of Narcissus is summed up nicely here.

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The Start of Spring

Monday, March 22nd, 2010

He believes there is no better way to celebrate the start Spring than to swim in the nearest creek.

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December 19, 2009 Snow Storm

Sunday, December 20th, 2009

It snowed in Washington, DC, on Saturday, December 19, 2009. About 16 inches blanketed my neighborhood. For kids and dogs it was time for play and tail-wagging:

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Tree Mushroom Fungi

Sunday, October 4th, 2009

A couple of years ago, in a short review of a slim book of poetry, Eric McHenry made this observation:

“American poetry — according to one of the many competing caricatures — is dominated by English professors and the minor epiphanies they have while walking their dogs.”

Walking my dog this evening I came across a “growth” attached to the base of a 70-year-old oak tree. Its peach color made my golden retriever look dull in comparison (sorry, Jesse) and its hue intensified as blue evening descended. An example of the power of complementary colors, this was a minor epiphany to my non-professorial American eyes.

Tree Fungus 1

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Tree Fungus 3.

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