I've been gardening today, all day
The yellow Welsh poppies are in flower so the bees have returned to the garden, and William is back in his element chasing them.
There is something incredibly moving about an old dog quietly enjoying himself and at dusk I watched him, bobbing in and out the flowers with a silly look on his face.
Every year, I mention it, and am moved by him and this year, almost to the day, the tradition continues even though his left eye is now a milky white and his bounce is not so pronounced as it once was.
My old sweet boy.....
My old sweet boy
That's a beautiful photo of William and his flowers. :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. What a sweet boy. I know exactly what you mean about older dogs. Recently my older dog got excited about a fly buzzing around on a window. It was a window that was low enough for him to look out, and he managed to eat the fly! He was so proud of himself, and it was so sweet to see a sparkle on his face.
ReplyDeleteAhhh hard to say who is more blessed to have the other...X
ReplyDeleteI love all of my dogs but William's gentle soul, melts my heart every time
DeleteLovely to see William enjoying your beautiful garden. Do you grow Sweet William (Dianthus barbatus)? I'm sure you do, but if you don't you can sow seed direct in a spare patch of ground between now and midsummer and you will have sweetly scented flowers to cut for the house this time next year.
ReplyDeleteStrange sarah, but i dont like them!
Deletewilliam and his bee friends...whatever makes him happy!
ReplyDeleteI love how bees can bring out the puppy in an old dog.
ReplyDeleteLovely photo of your lush garden and sweet William who seems to be enjoying some alone time. I just deleted what I had written about old dogs but got choked up, don't want to go there suffice it to say old dogs a special kind of love.
ReplyDeleteNo other blog can make you laugh and cry at the same time.
ReplyDeleteSweet, sweet William.
ReplyDeleteGod bless William, they all bring something that was missing to our lives ... we never want to let them go. My boy Tate stayed with us for 12 years .. if only they lived as long as we do .
ReplyDeleteJust Jill's comment mirrors my own... laugh and cry at the same time. You always bring out the tears and the laughter... often in the same post.
ReplyDeleteSuch lovely flowers, perhaps William is a flower lover like yourself. Sweet picture.
ReplyDeleteIt is the smallest things which can be the loveliest, which light our hearts with the brightest flame.
ReplyDeleteOhh, my heart!
ReplyDeleteYour love for your dogs is always so sweet to see.
ReplyDeleteI know what you mean. I just spent a weekend at a "Scottie Reunion" and there really is something so dignified about Scotties, and I see it as Todd gets older. Those of us who appreciate these unique characters know that they are a friend and companion, second to none.
ReplyDeleteYou have a really beautiful garden.
ReplyDeleteIt makes me happy to think of your beautiful garden and William happy in it. ♡
ReplyDeleteYou are making me weepy. What a sweet post.
ReplyDeleteSweet William - a flower indeed...........
ReplyDeletestop it, john, you make me cry. x
ReplyDeleteTrying not to cry! It is nearly 3 years since my first dog left me ( aged about 16) He was such a sweetheart…deaf and with cataracts for the last year or so.
ReplyDeleteLovely post :) Your garden is gorgeous :)
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Aha! You have solved a mystery John! These divine yellow flowers romp around my garden at will, but I didn't know what they were. Welsh poppies!
ReplyDeleteIs there any thing quite as splendid as an old dog, getting a bit creaky and grey, but still showing flashes of puppyhood. Budge is curled up on my lap as I try to type. He will be 12 this year, and has always known when to offer a warm furry head to stroke if the world is giving me a hard time. I would not be me without a liberal coating of dog hair x
My little 9 yr. old poodle mix is almost totally blind. He follows me everywhere and when I sit he is in my lap. Does William ever get stung?
ReplyDeleteBeautiful flowers ... sweet William. What a sweetheart.
ReplyDeleteWe were the same with Sophie when she got older, she loved long country walks and started with a spring in her step which after only a few minutes would vanish, I used to stop and sit with her while she watched the buzzy insects and delighted in snapping at them, while Lovely Hubby walked on with a then much younger Rosy and little pup Suky.
ReplyDeleteLater on when we moved and she wound down even more she finally stopped her constant circling of Chicken World and would sit instead watching her 'charges' from a sunny spot to one side.
It's a privilege to be with a dog until the end of it's days and see the pleasure they get from the minutia of life.
Love your garden, just my cup of tea! It's nice that William is still so playful and young at heart.
ReplyDeletePoignant!
ReplyDeleteOur Scottie, Fitz, is completely blind now due to diabetes, but I love to watch him as he wanders around the backyard enjoying the smells only he can smell.
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