Grandeur Kennels: High-tech traditional!
Posted: February 21, 2011 Filed under: DRambles on Black Mountain Leave a commentSitting here on a Sunday morning, as my scanner began its quest, I googled this article from 1987. Ah! What a great tool, the internet!
Forget scanning this! The entire article is online. There are two choices at the bottom of the page. Next in the series in the article itself. Ads, articles and interviews is even more fun.
Sign, sign, everywhere a sign
Posted: February 7, 2011 Filed under: DRambles on Black Mountain | Tags: Debby Rothman 2 CommentsSign Sign everywhere a sign
Blocking out the scenery breaking my mind
Do this, don’t do that, can’t you read the sign
Who remembers that song? Who remembers Five Man Electrical Band?
One of the arctic freeze days last week Mitch must have been bored. I got home from work and there were lots of fun signs waiting in my inbox. This one is funny…or not. It’s so true!
Mitch lives at the top of a mountain. I mean the top! There’s a 360-degree view. There’s no way but down, right Vickie? When you approach his house he has a bunch of signs…like ‘Forget the dog, beware of owner’. Here’s another for his collection…
Super Sunday Snow
Posted: February 6, 2011 Filed under: Apso Aficionados, DRambles on Black Mountain Leave a commentOn this snowy Sunday morning I’m playing! Yippee!! Kathy sent me a photo this morning with the subject line Super Sunday Snow and this fun photo…
During lunch Thursday I noticed those fun boots. If you look close, there’s turquoise southwestern accents on them. The yak trax make them even more colorful! When I scanned her subject line I thought it read Super Snow Sunday. That would have been a clever twist on Superbowl Sunday. I know what Julie’s husband is doing today! Go Cheeseheads!
Lights, camera, action!
Posted: January 9, 2011 Filed under: Art and Photography, DRambles on Black Mountain Leave a commentI am stoked!
The past three + years I’d become one with my camera, a Canon PowerShot G5. The manual is dog-eared, very dog eared. I learned about depth-of-field. I learned about shutter speed. I bought a flash for it. I bought a camera bag. I had home-made gels. I audited several of Nate’s courses and got to spend time in the awesome photo lab at University of Colorado-Denver. I listened to photography podcasts and checked out recommended books from my library. I had reached a point where I could visualize an image and – every once in a while – make it happen. Then the LCD screen broke, the beginning of October during the beautiful country wedding of Nate’s childhood friend. In spite of Rick handing over his pocket point-and-shoot, I have felt very handicapped.
The experts told me my camera was ‘antique’ and I should do some consumer shopping. What?! I wanted My Camera! Besides, the camera of my dreams wasn’t in the budget. I ordered a new LCD screen, which Rick – bless his heart – attempted to install. It broke during that attempt. :::sigh::: It had reached the old car point; does one spend more money to fix it or wait until one can afford a new one. I decided to wait until I could afford the camera I really want. A (used) Canon 40D. I’d work on composition in the meantime and be grateful Rick handed his camera over.
One day as I was cursing my knee and that little camera, attempting to snap the shutter, a light bulb went on. I remembered Julie saying something to me a couple of years ago. “I should have you teach me how to use my camera. I have one just like that and I cannot use it.” She had a small point-and-shot when we met in Seward. It was nothing like My Camera. Did she still have that camera like mine? Yes!
It arrived Friday. I feel like a kid that believes in Santa Claus on Christmas morning! I was grinning from ear to ear that night. It’s a little older model than My Camera. Some of the bells and whistles are in a slightly different place. Julie had complained about the photos being fuzzy. I poured myself an IPA and started to play. Soon it felt almost like My Camera. I started by checking the fuzzy photo problem. I waited for the camera to focus before pressing the shutter all the way down. No fuzzy photos. I set the camera on the tripod and attached the flash to the hot-shoe. It worked!
Rick! Take a picture of me for Julie!
Posing, I was taking photos of him as he took photos. At one point my flash went off just he snapped a photo…
I am so happy! Thanks Julie! You’re the best!
Run for Glory
Posted: January 5, 2011 Filed under: DRambles on Black Mountain 3 CommentsRecently I subscribed to the Colorado Agility list. Mostly this list keeps enthusiasts informed about upcoming trials, matches and run-throughs. But, over last Kim shared a link to a video she’d put together. This past June FRAAD hosted “Run For Glory” to honor Colorado’s retired agility dogs. I am so touched by this tribute!
The first time I watched agility – it was years ago – at a dog show, I was uplifted by the connection between the dog and owner. Every one seemed to be having fun! At least more fun than most dogs and owners in the conformation ring. Time surely paints my memory, but I recall each and every team celebrating enthusiastically at the finish line. It was then I knew some day I’d train an agility dog too.
Enjoy watching these oldsters run the course. It appears there was no formal course, each owner ran their own course. The jumps are low, poles on the ground for some of the dogs. You can see a hitch in their get-alongs, along with gray hairs. And not just the dogs! Hitches or not, the dogs Ran For Glory. And, hey! Melissa! I enjoyed watching the different handlers run a course even I understand. <g>
Keep the tissues handy…
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