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Dusty and Bubbles meet!

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Dusty & Bubbles meet!

Dusty & Bubbles meet!

Last week I told you about Dusty, the great escape artist!  This week I have big news……

While Dusty remains behind bars for his great escape, Bubbles was allowed to hippity-hop around the entire yard.  She had been given the yard to roam in before, but never while Dusty has been out there.  Can you even imagine having the run of a yard large enough to be called a park?  I think if I were a bunny, and one called Bubbles, it would scare the bejebers out of me!

Not Bubbles, she is a girl bunny, and anyone who knows girls, knows we are fearless.  It really doesn’t matter if we are a bunny, a puppy, or a human…..we are all girls, and we are fearless!

I’m not sure if Dusty and Bubbles will ever “meet,” but at least they know they have a friend, and this I think will make them both happy bunnies.

 

Thanks for hopping by, see you next time……

 

Thunder and Lightning

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Last Wednesday morning I was awakened early in the morning by thunder way off in the distance. I could see a slight flash through my bedroom window, so I tried  counting the seconds to find out about how far away it was. Sometimes it would be thirty or so seconds, and I could hardly hear it.
As the early hours of the morning passed, maybe around 4:30 am, it started getting louder and louder.
Until BAM!
The lightning and thunder were very close and very exciting. You probably already guessed I love thunder storms. Being from Michigan, I learned as a child to adore the energy, and excitement they bring.
Anyone who is from the midwest would tell you that the storms here in California aren’t even close to the ones they have there, but it’s all we have, and we have to go with it.
Around 6 am, I grabbed my phone, hung my sleepy head out the front door just enough to catch this beautiful sunrise, and smell the beginnings of rain. It was breathtaking, and I regret this picture doesn’t even come close to doing it justice.  A little later in the morning, the storm really got going and we had tons of thunder, and lots of much-needed rain.  I love the clean fresh smell of a new rain, and my entire day was filled with energy and excitement.

Winding Our Way Through the Countryside to the Ship…

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While we were at the Summer Palace, we were treated to a small band of local musicians.  My husband is a trumpet player, so this was of interest to us both.DSCN0197

Once back on our tour bus after touring the Summer Palace of Catherine the Great, we stopped for lunch.  It was interesting because my understanding of Russian food was that it wasn’t very good.  We probably didn’t get a taste of true Russian food, but on both days we were given a small glass of Russian Vodka as a starter.  Admittedly I had to try it, but only a taste,  It was strong, & I don’t usually drink.  The day was hot, stuffy, and I didn’t think it would be a good idea to be drinking vodka, get on a bus, and wind around the county side.  I have never been car sick, but there is always a first time.  The first day we had chicken stroganoff, the second was some kind of beef and rice.  I’m not a meat eater, but I did try it just to see how it tasted.  Everyone else thought it was pretty good, I wasn’t that excited, and couldn’t eat the beef, but again I don’t eat meat.

The country side was beautiful, and if I hadn’t known we were in Russia, the only thing I would realize is that we weren’t in the USA.

Once we came back into the city of St. Petersburg it became more interesting once again.  These two days were long days, and by the time we walked off the bus, there wasn’t one of us that wasn’t exhausted.

TMy husband LesThanks for taking time to read my post on the last day of St. Petersburg, Russia.  Next we traveled to Tallin, Estonia.

My husband Les

Karen

Karen

Day 2, The Countryside of St. Petersburg

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Gates of the Summer Palace in St. Petersburg

Gates of the Summer Palace in St. Petersburg

We eagerly passed through customs, and because we  had cleared customs the day before, we didn’t have to do that again. We only had to  find our tour bus.  The same guide was with us both days, and this we were grateful for, but as the morning passed, I realized how much we were being told that wasn’t exactly as we knew it., or at least as we thought we knew it!  For instance, and this is where I got a little skeptical….Our tour guide was telling us how mild the winters in Russia were, particularly in that one place where individuals who had been criminalized  were imprisoned…..

You guessed it…..Siberia!   When we were told that, my radar surfaced, and all of a sudden I was interested in every tidbit of information I could get,  even more than before.  Siberia,  really?  They have beautiful, mild winters!  Are you kidding me?  Not one of us questioned this statement, but we all knew that people were sent to Siberia to suffer, and die.  I think the information we received on the museums, and palaces were correct, but this one statement made me realize that not everything we are told by our tour guide, can be believed.   I think this may be true anywhere, anyplace.

On the grounds of the Summer Palace

On the grounds of the Summer Palace

The summer palace was every bit as opulent as the winter palace, with acres and acres of beautiful parks, and ponds, statues, and gilded gates.  Everything was incredible, and interesting beyond belief.

The gardens at the rear of the Summer Palace

The gardens at the rear of the Summer Palace

Again we toured the country side, and the city to get where we needed to go.  But we were all interested in everything we could learn about what I would consider this mysterious country.  I guess I hadn’t stopped to think about what Russia would look like.

One of Catherine the Great's gowns

One of Catherine the Great’s gowns

This is one of the gowns worn by Catherine the Great.  On the sides, inside the gown were small boxes.  These boxes were called flea boxes because the fleas from the dress, and the wig would make their way to the sweets hidden inside the boxes.  Remember they didn’t clean their clothes, or wigs like we do today.  Can you even imagine having fleas?  I can’t even stand it when I find a flea on our cat or dog.  We don’t have any lousy fleas in our household!

After we toured the summer palace, Les and I sat on a bench, under a shade tree  in the garden to rest. As we sat there I noticed lots of cats around the palace.  This we were told was to rid the grounds of rodents, OK that I could believe.  I watched one cat, who was particularity lazy, & most probably well fed, watch a pigeon. His interest was not of a cat who needed a meal, but one of a cat mildly intrigued with a bird.  The pigeon was not one bit worried about this cat, although as you can see, he did keep an eye on him!

Russian Pigeon

Russian Pigeon

Thank you for reading my post about the Winter Palace in St. Petersburg Russia.  Next week I will post once more on the end of our second day.  This will be the trip from the country through the city, and back to our ship.

Thursdays Time Out For Art

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This is a little painting I did after taking a couple of classes with Tracy Bautista.  She is a fun collage artist, and a teacher filled with ideas.  Time out for Art is inspired by ”Zebra Designs & Destinations.”  Check them out, I hope you find inspiration from them as I did.

Magic Sun Flower

Magic Sun Flower

Dusty’s Little Adventure…

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Dusty’s Little Adventure…
Dusty the Giant Flemish Rabbit

Dusty the Giant Flemish Rabbit

Yesterday while his peeps were away, Dusty decided to go exploring….
Apparently, when you leave a bunny alone without supervision, it’s important to close the gates to the back yard. After Dusty’s peeps had been gone for…well it seemed like days to Dusty, he decided to find out just what there was to offer in the big wide world.
Quickly Dusty hippity-hopped out the open gate, and one house at a time decided to trim the neighbors gardens.
It  hadn’t been  long before the family came home to discover Dusty missing,  but in the meantime he trimmed his way down the block only to discover he was getting mighty full.  So full that he hardly could move.

Dusty on his way to trimming yards!

Dusty on his way to trimming yards!

You can imagine the terror his family felt when they realized someone had left the gate open, and Dusty was missing.
Quickly they split up, and started searching the neighborhood in hopes of locating their giant rabbit.  Connor got on his bike, and started riding around in one direction, Dad looked in another direction.  Mom, and Sage took off in yet another direction.  It wasn’t long before Sage spotted Dusty resting in a neighbor’s front yard.

Before frightened Dusty even knew what was happening to him, Sage had pounced on him, pinning him securely to the ground.  Mom was terrified that Sage had knocked the air out of him or worse, but he was ok!

I think Dusty’s poor little eyes were spinning after that incident.  He was so frightened when he realized how far he had hopped, and how much plant life he had trimmed in the process.  But Dusty was really proud of himself for doing such a good job on all the neighbors yards.  He thought they would all come home and wonder who had trimmed their gardens,  they would never know!

All in all Dusty learned to be more cautious, his peeps learned the keep the gate closed and locked, and everyone was safe at home ready for another adventure.