TCC for 10/14/10:
The Caretaker did a bit of walking around on the Island this evening, crunching around in the dry Autumn leaves that have collect at the bases of the maple trees, it was a very pleasant exercise that everyone should make a point of doing in the Fall. The sound under foot speaks of warmth, the colors (currently a mix of browns, oranges, tans, yellows, and reds), are a randomly dispersed collage that once painted the trees but now brighten the ground. Collect enough of these dry leaves, crunch them up in your hands, and an aroma is released that speaks of all the seasons, but the early waning of the year this odor sings the most. Fantastic the woman who wore this as a perfume.
No new photos, just a few from the archive.
The Caretaker would like to take this time to pay a short tribute to one of the Island dogs: Hunter, his time has come to pass. He was indeed a good dog of a gentle disposition who for the most part just wanted to be pet. It's true that in his later years he developed a strong affection for trash cans and recycling cans which was somewhat annoying, but when caught having his way with these vessels you knew that he knew that you knew that he knew what he was doing was wrong because he would scamper off as quickly as possible. However, as time wore on Hunter then came to realize that it didn't really matter that we knew that he knew what he was doing was wrong and when caught he would vacate the area with little to no effort displaying an attitude of "So?"
You have to respect that.
He was a mostly pleasant dog, rare to bark, quite steady in disposition, you never worried about leaving him with children, and he was a good hunter, or so the Caretaker has been told. His last few months were perhaps physically trying but he always maintained a rather chipper attitude, always on the look-out for some overlooked scrap of food. He certainly liked to eat, and don't we all. Hunter will most definitely be missed, but he's in a better place now, a place where the trash cans are low to the ground and have no lids.
Some photos of Hunter from Autumn 2009:
Coming out to the Island Winter 2007:
Before there was the blog the Caretaker sent out posts via e-mail, the following is from the Caretaker's second year of living year round on the Island:
IR for 9/13/07-9/16/07:
No report, just photos.
Introducing Blake : The feral cat
3 years ago