Saturday, January 21, 2017

The little things.


The drooling has gone. So has the lopsidedness. So too the swellings in his throat and neck that alarmed the specialist. 'The Font' continues to express hope about Bobs right eye.


The bakers wife suggests I buy a blue and pink amaretto cake. We opt instead for two coffee eclairs. Bob gets slivers of croissant. His tail does its manic metronome routine.


Hope takes many forms. A family diva walking lost in the moment, head down in the flower borders, is one of them.



Three quarters of the way through January and there are still rose hips in the hedge rows. Despite this weeks cold weather it must rank as one of the mildest winters on record. In the garden outside The Rickety Old Farmhouse red and green woodpeckers - at least eight of them - busy at work on the old oak trees.


A record of those little Saturday morning things that are overshadowed by those 'big' things. Whether its a blinking eye or a wet nose in the flowerbeds mans best hope rests in the little things. They act as a gentle reminder to preserve and defend what's important.


17 comments:

Virginia said...

Hope, and a belief in goodness and caring are certainly needed in these perilous days

WFT Nobby said...

Oh Bob, my friend, that is super news! I bet those slivers of croissant tasted extra good today.
And Gail thinks it always wise to steer clear of blue cake.
Toodle pip!
Bertie.

~Kim at Golden Pines~ said...

Your last 3 sentences of your post are a good reminder.
I'm so glad to read that Bob is improving! I'm hopeful too for an eventual full recovery for him, and of course Sophie too!

Taste of France said...

That blue cake is amazing, in all senses of the word. So artistic, yet, why blue?

Coppa's girl said...

We're so glad to hear that Bob is almost fully recovered. His symptoms could only have been a reaction to Sophie's operations. The eye, we feel sure, will also recover in the fullness of time.
Perhaps blue is the baker's favourite colour? It's certainly a work of art but sadly, to me, doesn't look so appetising.
At times like these we are even more thankful for the comfort of cold noses, and the little things in life.

Kari said...

Excellent news about dear Bob! Can it be mere coincidence or is it, indeed, Sophie's recovery? We have hope for the eye too. It's a more complex structure therefore may take longer to recover.
I love the blue cake . It is absolutely exquisite. It reminds me of ice crystals frosting bare trees in the early dawn light or at dusk. What a delight! I find bright yellow foods most off putting . Bilious.

liparifam said...

Terrific news about Bob! I just know the eye is going to recover, also. I attended a University sports event in Georgia last night wearing a short sleeve teeshirt, and there were some people in shorts! Two weekends ago it was in the teens at night, and we had a dusting of snow. Crazy weather. I find the varying reactions to the cake interesting :) Personally, I think it one of the most unappetizing food items I've ever seen, lol, definitely because of the color; if it was traditional brown chocolate, I'd love it! Perhaps prettier in person...

10NISNE1 said...

Such a relief to hear Bob is almost fully recovered! Just a matter of time before his eye movement returns. It's going to be just under 60 glorious degrees today in Chicago. Crazy but much appreciated weather!

Stephanie said...

Altogether beautiful.

Pamela Terry and Edward said...

A tear in my eye at Bob's recovery.
xx

Peter Kouwenhoven said...

It is so nice to read that both pups are on the mend. Only a few weeks 'till spring...

Bella Roxy & Macdui said...

So hoping once the usual routine is well established, Bob's eye will improve.

Anonymous said...

Fabulous news about Monsieur Bob. It is indeed a lovely shot of Mlle Sophie. Looks like all may be right with the world, almost.

Heda said...

Fantastic news.

BaileyBobSouthernDog said...

In the first picture, Bob looks most regal! So grateful his health has improved. When I saw the amaretto cake, I thought it was one of the dried vegetable award arrangements the mayors wife had created. After scrolling up to read, I mistook amaretto for armadillo, scrolled down, and stared at the cake again! Ever so slowly, I began to reread the blog from the beginning. Some mornings are just more difficult than others!

MrsDuncanMahogany said...

Having been away for the week in the furthest spot in the NWT, I read this with great joy. This is the best news I have read all week.

Angus said...

NWT in January ! That's brave.