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As a child, it was one of my greatest delights to visit my grandparents in the spring when the whip-poor-wills began to call. Grandma and Grandpa lived in a remote valley of the Ozark Mountains where there were trees a plenty, and, seemingly, a whip-poor-will, or two, in each one.
My grandmother insisted that a whip-poor-will's call was not "whip-poor-will," but instead, "chip-butter-white-oak." I would listen really hard trying to hear it exactly as she said it was, but all I could hear was "whip-poor-will, whip-poor-will,..." But, I never let on to her.
I remember my grandpa watching and listening, with an amused look on his face, to one of these listening sessions. Shortly after that he began to call me, just for fun, "Chip Butter." It is a name I am proud to wear for I still love to hear that long, lonesome call on a warm summer's eve. And, sometimes, when I listen really, really hard, it seems I can hear quite clearly, "chip-butter-white-oak, chip-butter-white-oak..."


Saturday, December 28, 2013

No one remembers who comes in second...






Even though Nell's Christmas photo wasn't chosen (by me) for our Happy Holidays blog picture, I think she, at least, deserves honorable mention here.  Having a ribbon tied around her neck just didn't seem to be in her plans this year.  Perhaps, she was having flashbacks to the time when she had to wear that horrible old plastic collar/cone around her neck while she was recovering from leg surgery.  No doubt, from the look in her eyes, she was wondering what to heck her beloved master was trying to do to her.  And then, to make matters even worse, what about that big old cat who won the photo contest, and did absolutely nothing but go to sleep inside an old wooden wheelbarrow beside the front door.  We both just gave up and went exploring around Nell's favorite place, our own Little Walden Pond.  And, left the cat napping...



Nell loves these walks through the woods with her Chip Butter when the Bossman's not around...

Unlike many dogs, Nell doesn't care for swimming.  But, a boat ride might be nice...

There are so many luscious smells all around...

We both wonder what's under those watery depths...

She just may be dreaming about tomorrow's walk.  One thing's for sure, she will be waiting at the back door an hour or so before dark every day...




6 comments:

  1. Sweet! Looks like Nell has her winter coat on, all ready for the walk this afternoon.

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  2. She's a sweetie, that one is. What a face.

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  3. Too cute! At least it looks like she's gave a little smile with those lower teeth showing. Love your pond photos...no wonder she waits by the door for her walk. Your make your home and grounds seem so wondrous and cozy, it must be an amazing place to live. (love the cat photo in the previous post)

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  4. Your dog is beautiful, and she has pretty ribbons, even if she doesn't love it. She couldn't possibly come in second to anyone, even a fine bossy cat.

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  5. Beautiful post. Our animals bring so much joy into our lives and more don't they.
    Happy New Year.

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  6. Mary, Nell is a BEAUTY. How blessed you both are to have such a wonderful place to explore. You little Walden Pond is just so BEAUTIFUL.

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