It’s been a very long time since I posted anything and I’m sorry about that. But honestly, I just haven’t felt I had much to say. My good friend and blog follower, Grace, kindly said that there is importance in silence too, or something to that effect. And I believe she’s right. Just as when I’m not painting I’m still “painting” on some level, when I’m not writing, something is still brewing within me.
But today Kim is in the kitchen cooking his heart out and I’m reminded of just how much beauty surrounds me every single day…
… everywhere I look…
… so much so that my heart brims to overflowing and I’m just deeply thankful.
Finny is still with me, of course, and he couldn’t be dearer. Finally he’s in the pink of health, I’m very grateful to say.
And although I lost Kelee earlier in the year, a new girl has found her way to me.
We were on our morning walk before the sun was up and, out of the darkened forest we heard a bark. Finny and Skye went to investigate and came back with a young, thin, terribly injured Pitbull. After seeking her owners and finding none, she’s come to live with me. Her injuries are all healed, thanks to Dr. Ramsay at Cottonwood Vet. She had numerous bite wounds that were infected and abscessed.
She’s the perfect dog for my little family. She’s smart and sweet and gets along with everybody. But she IS a puppy! She chews everything in sight, so I’ve had to make a few adjustments. Her name is Scrumpy. I know, I know, she probably deserved something more refined, but Scrumpy is the name Kim thought of because her fur is the color of apple cider and “scrumpy” is actually a word meaning hard apple cider, so say the English. And it simply stuck. I use Scrumps for short and Scrumptious when she’s been very, very good which is almost all the time.
So, since you are my friends, a part of my family really, I’ve missed you. And although I had little to say, I wanted to share it with you anyway. And to wish you all a very happy Thanksgiving. We do, each and every one of us, have so much to be grateful for, don’t we?
Love to you all,
Jeane
So wonderful to hear from you here:) I am thrilled that I had a chance to see your post today. XOX
Thank you, Grace, it’s always good to hear from you… XOXO
And Scrumpy is a very worthy name 😉
Always happy to see your posts and the images are just beautiful images. I loved Scrumpy’s name and the alternate ones. And it was so sweet how the other pups found her. Glad to know she found her home. I have a similar way of calling my Maggie…Magums, and Maggie May…just depends. 😉 Happy Thanksgiving, Jeane. Yes, to the silence and ‘painting’ when not literally doing so. Ram Dass said: “The quieter you become, the more you can hear.” Be well!
I love that, Carol, both the Magums/Maggie May and what Ram Dass said. To the silence AND the noise our beloved doggies bring. It all matters and it’s all good.
Wonderful! God Bless you and Kim and your little “family”. Happy Thanksgiving.
Wonderful to hear from you, too, Sherry. I hope your day was good.
Jeane – Lovely post and photos – it is always so nice to catch up with your news.
(And that name Scrumpy is wonderful – love it!) I am, more than ever, feeling the pull to move back to NM, after many long years away raising family, working, coping with family tragedy, etc. Now maybe I can be a full-time artist again and where else would be better!
Good to hear from you Sandy and I can’t think of a better place to make art. New Mexico’s light, skies and vistas are truly remarkable and its silence gives one the space to ponder. Many good wishes to you as you make the decision to move back.
Happy to see your post and photos (you were missed). I love the photo of Skye and Scrumpy! I remember when you rescued Skye and how fearful she was and now look at her she’s looks so happy. Scrumpy is a very lucky dog to have found a family like yours.
Ah, I remember those days when Skye was so fearful too and I’m so happy that she is doing so well. I worried for years about what might happen when we lost Kelee since he was the one who really raised her. It was a tough loss for her but by then we (she) had Finn to help ease the pain. Then, just after coming out of a long grieving period, the universe gave her Scrumpie. They are having a ball. It’s wonderful to watch Scrumpie respond to the things she’s clearly never had: good food and enough of it, a warm fire, a soft, dry bed, time to play with friendly animals, and people she can trust, not fear. They are lucky to have found what every animal deserves and I’m incredibly lucky to have found them.
I smile for Scrumptious and the wonder of you all finding her. It warms my heart and is so you Jeane! You have so much to share, and now it is your time to regenerate and become or remain whatever you wish in your own time. Be kind to yourself and hello to Kim.
Thanks Hon. Little Scrumpy is thriving and reveling in her new found puppyhood, relishing the joys of being warm and dry and full of good food. She’s guiding the way for me.