They were really just small showers. I hate rain, but these were rather nice. This is our garden with the sun setting in the northwest. It was still raining when I took this picture. I thought I might be able to get some white streaks of rain, like Tom had in the Berkeley photograph.
I got a few earlier on, when I was with the horses in the meadow and it was lighter:
My daughter had just brought her horse back from a show
where she won the gold medal for being the best Welsh cob. The horse won, but the daughter got the medal. She was a lot shinier than usual, and her three white socks were whiter than usual. The horse looked good too.
The other horses didn’t care.
They were just glad that she was back.
A Bad Guide 
What is there to say. Alertness. Light. Serenity.
Perfect remedy after the annual night of (licensed & unlicensed) explosions here…
Beautiful! Your daughter & her horse look great (both deserve the golden medal)!
I would love to live where you do. I see the pictures and I can imagine the smells of the woods…
Here’s a picture of the end of rainy day at home last week. The sky is fine (I can’t complain) but the landscape… ¡deja mucho que desear!
Well, maybe we can do a swap, Julia. City sunsets are really the best. I used to have lovely ones in New York.
Of course animals don’t like fireworks. Did you see this about a concert for dogs? I wish we could go, but it’s in Australia.
That’s wonderful ! We can rent a charter fly and take all our dogs to the concert (it would be a nice excuse to meet us all :-)
I now see that it’s over already. Perhaps they have put out a record, though?
sorry: flight, flight, flight, flight, flight
(I realized my mistake away from home and I couldn’t wait to come back and mend it!)
And yes, I hope they made a recording. I’d like to see the face of my dog listening to it
Your dancing dog deserves proper music.
I missed it, possibly because fly would have been correct in Norwegian.
Goats from All Over:
“Uncle Goat.”
Yes, he certainly does!
In fact, a fly is what we can afford… :-)
“Uncle Goat.” — $35,000! No one’s ever sent me money for telling them about goats.
I believe Tango, our parrot, thinks of flies as pets. They’re the same relative size to him as he is to us.
That would make you as large as a fjord.
A small fjord. Who was talking about the weight of buildings the other day? I’ve forgotten, but they said the Empire State Building weights 365,000 tons. That’s me compared to a fly, I could lose some weight.
The Lord of the flies may come between you and that little plan.
Where can Arfur Crown be? I’ve spotted him in the comment boxes of the London Review of Books webpages. If he it be; it could be someone else flying a false flag.
Yo me pregunto lo mismo.
Summer is taking away from us…
(¿se dice así?)
I hope he’ll be back with lots of pictures & goats-horses-dogs stories.
It may be something’s got his goat.
He flit into view yesterday at languagehat.
Julia, regarding “summer is taking away from us ..”, do you mean “summer takes it out of us”, that is, “takes our strength away, exhausts us” ?
Yes, that was me, dearie. Commenting takes much less time than writing the blog and I’m currently preoccupied in the garden.
I nearly put out a piece yesterday about snails, but then we watched Pride & Prejudice instead (late 1990s BBC: very good, if you’ve got four hours to spare. It’s downloadable from youtube, my daughter’s got all this figured out). I’ll probably finish the snail thing tonight.
No, Stu, I didn’t mean that. I think I should have said “Summer is taking HIM away from us” (I forgot the pronoun earlier). Is that correct?
Quería decir: “el verano nos lo está alejando” [a Crown de nosotros]
Remember it’s winter here in Argentina, so summer could not “affect” me now.
Greetings to your garden and the upcoming snails, AJP!
“Pride & Prejudice ..late 1990s BBC”: I thought that the lead, Miss Ehle I think she was, was wonderful. I’ve never seen so much acting done with the eyes.
Thanks, Julia.
Yes, dearie, she was. My daughter said she looks like Meryl Streep — an unlikely comparison, but if you swap the hair & eye colour, there was something very similar (13 years ago). I liked the production too, which highlighted the nuances of class prejudice more than other versions I’ve seen. I liked the bit near the end, where Elizabeth’s friend Charlotte Lucas asks her if she remembers when she fell in love with Mr Darcy and Elizabeth says it was right around the time she first saw Pemberley, his beautiful estate. Chatsworth makes the best Pemberley, in my opinion.
I could swear it was her sister Jane, not Charlotte — at least in the book.
So did you connect your computer to your TV to watch this? Wasn’t the picture quality a bit below par?
No, we watched it on my computer screen. It’s an Imac, which is as big as our telly. On youtube it’s possible to adjust the picture quality (pixel density) to the speed of one’s broadband reception: if it’s too good we get buffering delays, but even the worst is better than our tv.