Hipster Collie

Hipster Collie, a photo by herb.purganan on Flickr.

Tess is Oliver Twist for Halloween!

Jerome on Vashon

Jerome, a photo by herb.purganan on Flickr.

Lou Reed, at 71 years, died today.

Herding a Wiener Dog

Herding wiener dogs, a photo by herb.purganan on Flickr.

Tess, Snooper-Weenie (not pictured), and I were at the dog park a couple of days ago. Tess got tired before the wiener dog did.

The picture above feels like a marriage between a Rothko and Corot.  I still don't understand the philosophy behind many of Rothko's art.

Favorite Things

these are a few of my favorite things, a photo by herb.purganan on Flickr.

On my second cup of coffee and I'm not motivated to do anything, yet. I promised the dogs about going to the dog park and it wouldn't feel right to betray them. I'll brew another cup.

Yesterday, Charles, the labrador, stood up against the wall to reach for the light switch and turned it on.  I didn't teach him to do that.

Foggy

, a photo by herb.purganan on Flickr.

Been running after work, well past midnight. On Friday, it was foggy and the lights from street lamps were domed by the mist. They didn't illuminate anything that was more than a few steps radius from their own peripheries. It was magical!

Must It Be? It Must Be!

Unbearable Lightness of Being

Lights dim, curtains pull open, then close, string quartet begins and then this:
Muß es seine? Es muß sein!  The epithet for this lovely book

Fall. Foliage. Etc.

Fall 2013 Haiku

A lazy morning,

Foliage scattered everywhere,

Orange memories.

Gossamer

image, a photo by herb.purganan on Flickr.

Awoke early morning to let the dogs out. It was foggy, or misty, and it was cold. Off on the other end of the backyard was something glossy, and as I got close for examination I noticed it was a spiral. A gossamer, a home for a living thing who wasn't there.

Appreciate

_HRB9092, a photo by herb.purganan on Flickr.

One of the best things you can do for the photographer is to print his work right away. I've just recently dealt with several people who forsook their cd copies to the point at which their pictures could no longer be located. This makes me feel under-appreciated and enormously shitty.

Bjork

If I get in trouble, there's no god to sort me out.  I deal with it myself.