Sunday, October 19, 2014

nice weekend

Late Friday morning Dave and I joined an old friend and his new wife for lunch at Bristol Harbor Resort, just east of here above the shores of Canandaigua Lake.    Steve and Mary Kay are finishing up a month  long dog sitting gig at a huge and beautiful home nearby so we followed them back for a tour and a cup of tea.

The home is truly a gem, spectacular location high above the shores of the lake with views that take your breath away.    The walls are covered with interesting art gathered on the owner's frequent travels, silky cherry floors and woodwork everywhere, family heirloom antique furniture and rugs, and huge windows in every room.     

We decided to begin the tour down at the water's edge so Steve began to load us in the "tram" that runs from the house's patio down a seriously steep incline to the shale covered beach.    One look down that cliff and I decided there must be another way to make the trip! 

Penny waits for others to join her on the tram
I enjoyed the long walk down at least a million stairs,  perhaps even more.      My somewhat slow descent gave me time to take in the views and the little details in the shale hillside along my route.

almost there

Needless to say, they all arrived at the bottom before I did.   I bet I had a better time though......

Once we were all on the same level we walked along the shore to the end of the property.   It was a long way and since Steve has just recently had both knees replaced he decided to find a nice place to sit and wait for us to return.    Good idea Steve!  

 Penny raced along with us barking and biting at the waves.  That cute girlie lives the good life to be sure.

Steve waits.

Some of us decided to take the stairs back up, some of us (wimps) took the tram.

Sweet Dave waits for me to catch up

view from one of the landings

We finished our tour with a good visit and a cup of tea.   All in all it was a lovely day.

Last night we were invited to the Pond's for dinner to celebrate Walter's birthday.   We had a very pleasant time and got a chance to visit with mutual friends we haven't seen in a long time.

Today, Sunday, we got back to work.   We have a busy week and Jesse is coming for a quick weekend visit on Friday so we had a few things to take care of before the weather closes in on us.
Those aren't mountains on the horizon in the picture below.    They are a bank of lake effect clouds to our west, today they only spelled rain.   In a few more weeks, however, a sky like that means serious snow.....Yikes, did I say a few more weeks?

lake effect clouds to the west

Dave was busy upstairs trying to convince a beautiful old Danish made Teak bed to accept today's thick mattresses.    It wasn't designed to hold these behemoths and it took quite a bit of  Dave's gentle persuasion to finally play nice with our tempurpedic.

I finally gave in and emptied my window boxes and crocks of their beautiful summer finery.   Its really hard to shove geraniums and licorice vines into a box and toss them over the fence when they still have life in them.     Ah well, tis pumpkin and mum time and I better give in.   

One good thing about this colder weather is that I feel like cooking more and lollygagging around the lake less.   I made a dutch apple pie for Walter's birthday and today we had maple mustard pork tenderloin with pears for dinner.     Oh, and a few left over Northern Spy apples turned into an apple betty for dessert.    
pay no attention to the empty spot in the apple betty.   Dave couldn't wait for dinner.....

Thursday, October 16, 2014


I can't remember a more beautiful fall.   The leaves are practically florescent and the air is crisp and clear.    I don't know how to "enhance" my photos, so what you see from me is what I see.....

crimson sumac and milkweed pods

Nations Road

Dave's back is getting better daily so we've rescheduled our Ohio trip for the last week of October.   I'm really looking forward to it.   You know you've got the travel bug bad when passing an empty Walmart parking lot causes pangs of homesickness.  

Wednesday we took the entire day to just do what we pleased, pretty much like we do when we're on the road.  We had a long and pleasant second cup, went out for lunch and then did some sightseeing.  Turn here, turn there, wherever our hearts took us.  We  bought crisp apples and pumpkins.   We stopped to sample a cone of pumpkin frozen custard.   Days like this are the unsung gems of life on the road.   Nothing HAS to be done, with a few rare exceptions.   You are able to do what you please, when you please.   Sigh....

As we followed the dirt roads through the valley, we came across a field filled with hundreds of sheep.    I've never seen them here before, usually these large fields are filled with cows or horses.   As we stopped by the side of the road to photograph them, they turned to watch us, bleating a welcome.

field of sheep behind a coop

To top the day off, we met Cindy P and Walter at the cottage for happy hour.   A sudden rain shower chased us off our chairs on the shore and up to the unfinished porch.    It was our first happy hour there!

A quick update on a previous post.    The lady long rider, Bernice Ende, has reached one of her goals - the Atlantic Ocean!    Her two mares were cautious but curious and willingly walked down the wet beach,     They plan to winter inland a bit, near Saratoga Springs, NY before heading back across the country to their home in northeast Montana.   Check her out at

Spirit contemplates her first steps on the Atlantic beach near Wells, Maine.

watchful Lewis

Sunday, October 12, 2014


Its been an up and down week.  The cottage build is moving along smoothly, Lewis is nice and clean and groomed.    We had a long overdue and very delicious dinner with friends Robin and Tom and the beautiful fall  weather has been holding.

The down side has manifested itself in a very painful back for poor Dave.   The combination of  bending for hours to groom Lewis one day and sealing all the cedar for the cottage's soffits the next has made him pretty much immobile.   The usual rest, muscle relaxants, long slow walks and stretching hasn't made a dent in the pain this time.    

Our little Ohio Amish road trip has been postponed for a few weeks.

I'm sorry you're sore Dad......

Next week will be better.....

Tuesday, October 7, 2014


We're getting punchy.    We need a little Beluga trip to bring ourselves back to reality don't you think?    Good, I agree.    Next week we'll head off to Ohio, to the Amish area around Mt. Eaton, for just one last little outing before we winterize (gasp) her.

Lewis really needs a hair cut.   It has been difficult to make an appointment with Mr. David's Mobile Poodle Grooming and Hair Salon this fall.   He keeps putting us off and the shaggy hair on the top of Lewis' s head is starting to remind us of a drink coaster or woven placement.   Hmmmm, could we use it to hold our second cup goodies?

they're going to use me for a table, I just know it......

Finally we got a response to our repeated phone calls and Mr. David pulled into the driveway just before lunch.  Not a minute too soon, Lewis was beginning to lose patience with our antics.   Sasha wants us to get a life also.  

a juicy piece of ham on sleeping Sasha's nose

We were excited to see that Mr. David brought a new, time saving device for us to try.  It was a raised Booster Bath Tub for Dogs and Lewis was the first to try it.   What a good boy he is, he hopped right up and assumed the position.

lets get this over with

Mr. David set to work and in no time at all, Lewis was washed, dried and trimmed to his usual exacting specifications.

 He'd had enough photographs for the day so you'll have to take my word for how handsome he looked at the end of his spa treatments.

Tonight's sunset didn't manifest itself in the west, it blushed shyly across the street, in the eastern sky.

Thursday, October 2, 2014

Fall musings

happy hour seats with a view

fall's color continue to amaze me

We're going to pay for these last few weeks of perfect fall weather, I just know it.    We're reveling in the warmth and stunning colors mother nature has given us.    We have to store these memories for the cold and dreary months ahead.

The sun seems to energize us, Dave is working happily on projects on his list and I'm busy hoeing out and throwing away things from every cupboard and drawer.

Full trailer loads to the dump (ahem....the Town Recycling Center) aren't glamorous, but they are satisfying.

Hauling loads of hay and digging fence posts remind us of the good old days and our muscles remember the rhythm of farm work.     We picked up hay to spread on the bare dirt around the cottage's construction perimeters.     The chaff it contains should germinate this fall and help  to stabilize the raw ground.

Dave was able to put up the last few fence posts he had removed for the construction equipment to pass through.

Thoughts of the open road have Dave spiffing up Beluga.  He's painting sun faded extremities and dragging his feet on the winterizing tasks he knows he needs to start soon.   Sigh.

The sunsets over the valley  are still  quite spectacular.

Tomorrow evening we'll host a happy hour for Geneva on the eve of her departure for an internship near Tucson.    Margarita's are chilling in the freezer......

Sunday, September 28, 2014

Sunday sunrise.....

 Not many things will get me out of bed in time to see a sunrise.   I'm all about sunsets, sunrises are to be slept through.    Except when I get an invitation to a dog show......

The Pond's invited us to join them at the Wine Country Dog Show held this weekend at Sampson State Park, about 1 1/2 hours east of us.    To take the sting out of getting up that early we stopped at Dunkin Donut for coffee and you know whats.

The drive along route 5&20 took us past farm fields of corn, soybeans and cabbage, up and down low, rolling hills and past the ends of Canandaigua and Seneca Lakes (two of the finger lakes).

The corn is being harvested for winter feed, the soybeans are browning in the fields, ready to combine and the cabbage heads are fairly bursting.     In another few weeks, after the cabbage are all picked, these fields won't smell very good!    The left over leaves begin to rot in the damp fall fields and the smell of cabbage permeates the air until the farmers finally plow them under.

Today was the third day of a three day dog show, so there were not as many entries as during the first few days, but the five of us thoroughly enjoyed our day.   We'd packed a lunch and ate together on chairs in front of the agility ring.   Agility classes are basically obstacle courses run by a single dog and its handler, judged on speed and accuracy.   The dog works at the handler's direction and for the sheer joy of running, jumping and weaving.   Dogs of all kinds and sizes compete and its a real hoot to watch.    Some dogs race at breakneck speed, obeying their owner's every command.   Others  take their time and carefully negotiate each obstacle.   And some just don't feel like doing it right now, they sniff, they stroll, they saunter and some simply leave.

a small poodle negotiates a jump -
behind her are weave poles and a tunnel

The breed rings, the rings where dogs are judged for their conformation, their beauty, and not on their performance are held on either side of long white tents.    We walked around, stopping to watch breeds we were interested in and breeds we don't get to see often.    We checked out all the vendors selling dog related wares.  We made a few purchases....

a hot Great Dane

two beautiful Afghan Hounds

an Afghan's distinctive tail

dogue de bordeaux

two shy chinese crested dogs

wouldn't Lewis hate this hair cut?

a portuguese water dog like Pam and Vic's sweet Jetta!

At first glance the parking lots surrounding the show look like campgrounds.   The dog show people and professional handlers drive motorhomes, vans, and pull trailers loaded not with camping supplies, or granite countertops and queen size beds, but with crates and crates of dogs, grooming tables, exercise pens and all the other necessary accoutrements for dog show life on the road.

four crates of Shetland Sheepdogs move smoothly from motorhome to ring

6 very patient Goldens await their turn in the ring
What a fun day we had!