We fostered two dogs during 2016; both were eventually adopted and we were very close to adopting each one. One may return.
This very bright and energetic girl came back. The adopter had some life changes and it wasn’t working. So, difficult as it was, the person understood that it was in everyones’ best interest to return her.
Faye learned about Samantha (who we knew as Lucy). We have talked about it. We have also talked about how it would be to Fitzi’s benefit (and equally to our benefit) to have an energetic companion, and that it’s not right to ask calm, senior Achilles to have the level of energy and enthusiasm that this young adult needs in a buddy.
So we will take Fitzi on a meet and greet this weekend. I don’t anticipate major discord between Fitzi and Lucy.
Here’s a photo of her from her previous stay with us.
We will see what we will see.
No pretty picture today, instead some things to ponder. I invite my Facebook followers to click the link and read the full post, to click the links in the post to learn more.
Is it impossible to consider that some places which have been built within my lifetime may – should – go to seed or be abandoned altogether?
Once upon a time we thought it impossible, unthinkable, that people would willingly live in a place where they could not reasonably walk or ride a bike to go get a bag of milk. That major cities would declare bankruptcy, that a state would teeter on the edge. Well, here we are.
If Strong Towns has it right The Growth Ponzi Scheme, a land ‘development’ mode largely dependent on debt- and growth-fueled development, may have passed its prime. I find their message very persuasive. Their nonpartisan, nonpolitical approach contends that making places less car-oriented than is often the case now makes them more human-oriented, more profitable, more sustainable. Strong Towns maintains that in the long term, the inability of the suburbs to afford to maintain their infrastructure without subsidies or debt financing may dictate that some places will prosper, some will hang on, and some will drift into a state of neglect, disrepair, and abandonment.
Although Strong Towns focuses on the United States its message is relevant to Canada and Canadians.
I’m happy to be a Strong Towns member. I’m also happy living in a small rural town where I can choose to walk, bike – or drive – to accomplish many of lifes’ chores. Is it a Strong Town? It could be stronger, it could be much less strong.
It’s said that there are problems and there are dilemmas. It’s also said that problems have solutions and dilemmas have outcomes. Unwinding The Suburban Experiment in the least painful way for everyone invested in it is probably a dilemma.
Back on Thursday.
I’m a little busy right now. Faye and I did a 5K run and walk Saturday evening; Faye the run and me the walk. Our times were creditable. We spent Sunday doing various house and internet stuff, including selecting photos for a calendar we plan on getting printed.
Faye’s working afternoons this week. This evening I baked Balsamic Chicken Thighs that she prepped, also baked rice and made a batch of glazed carrots, then did the dishes and tidied a bit.
After I post this it will be time to settle on the couch with a book and . . . (turns around to see which dog is on the couch) . . . Fitzi.
It was a somewhat hurried late afternoon, running errands and trying to get home before dark so I could fill the bird feeders and at least partially muck the gutters before tomorrow’s 25mm, possibly 50 mm plus rainfall. So I will repost a photo taken 365 days ago.
What the future has in store is impossible to know. We chart a course based on current conditions, our reading of those conditions, and our best estimate of future conditions. Yet we should be prepared to alter course to take advantage of unanticipated fair winds, to avoid (or at least prepare for) foul weather.
Aye matey, foul weather likely be athwart our course.
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A tree trunk is always a good thing to study.
I took a potted hibiscus plant to work because there was no room for it inside here ar tome, and located it in a sunny south facing area.
Wow. A good sight for visitors.
Back on Thursday.
Fitzi, curled up on the couch. Happy to share the couch with you, right dog at the right time.