Hiking silent trails
I came across a structure –
Recipe for a successful trail hike:
✅ one active pup
✅ a beautiful trail with wildflowers
✅ nice weather
✅ Charlie chasing butterflies and exploring but always staying close!
Hail, rain, flash floods were followed by a beautiful sky.
Tomorrow will be better.
Where is your mother?
You’re too young to be alone!
Stay safe Sweet Baby.
Two months ago, I brought home a wonderfully sweet Goldendoodle puppy and named him Charlie. The three questions I am most often asked:
What kind of dog is he? What’s his name? (Followed by)
Why did you name him Charlie?
I had decided on the name Charlie earlier in the week, knowing we were going to meet him that Saturday. I thought about other names, tried saying them softly and calling them loudly. I never wavered. Charlie felt right. I didn’t have any specific connection to the name, no it’s not the name of an old boyfriend, I just liked the way it sounded. I had a few other names suggested to me but nothing came close. I waited until the following day, having said “Charlie” to my new bundle of joy many times in the first 36 hours and watching him respond. It’s a happy name that fits the expert criteria of naming a dog: 2 syllables and ending in an E sound so they can distinguish their name from other commands.
It wasn’t until this week, when I reread my favorite book from childhood, All of a Kind Family by Sydney Taylor, that I realized where my affinity for the name began. This charming story published in 1951 and set in 1912, centers around a Jewish immigrant family living on the lower east side of New York with five daughters. Their family friend, one of only two nonJewish characters in the book is named Charlie. I don’t want to give anything away, because I highly recommend this book, but I now understand why I loved the name from all those years ago.
Charlie, just turning 4 months old is so full of energy and curiosity that he is a source of constant amusement. A few days ago we did fabulous trail hike with my friend and her 2 Newfoundlands. They are excellent dogs with years of training on the trail, how to find the nearby creek for a drink, and proved to be good role models for a puppy who’s just learning the ropes.
Today Charlie and I did another hike on a well-traveled trail and he stayed on leash. I think he still had fun and it was especially entertaining to watch him navigate the creek and balance his desire for a stick with his goal to not get too wet.
Puppy adventures are the best!
We live in a forest of pine trees. Unlike flowering plants, pine trees don’t attract bees or butterflies for pollination. The wind does the job of transferring pollen from male cones to female cones or on other trees.
The first two photos are male pine cones and the third one, what we think of as a traditional pine cone is a female. The video captures the wind blowing the pollen from the trees.