Another beautiful day here on the Sunshine Coast of BC, and the daily tasks of summer seem to increase in number!
It's a concentrated time of now harvesting and still planting the garden, and still working like crazy to make things easier for next year. Read that as “weed and water control attempts!” |
Again, Dearly Beloved and I, lured by the siren call of the sea, traveled the five minutes to Davis Bay, bought ice cream cones (he chose rum and raisin, I fixed on chocolate swirl with almonds) and slurped our way over to the pier.
It ended well. Darren came up the 15’ ladder to be greeted by a still-whimpering Rodney, who was just incredibly relieved to have the love of his life back from the depths. But there was to be no end to the doggy tension. Darren now chose to sit on the cap of a piling, and anyone could see his plan was to take off from there in a dive.
A beautiful thing happened. Rodney went as close as he dared, and firmly, with pressure, placed his head on the young man’s lap, pleading with him not to jump. It was such a loving thing to see. A moment in time, caught here. And it was good to see, it worked. No more diving!
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