Today, Tim and I celebrate our 30th Wedding Anniversary.
Our favorite wedding photo. A quiet moment, just us two.
I am not surprised we made 30 years. However, it does surprise me that we made it past the first date, and the second…this is my side of the story. If you want his side, he’ll tell you over on his blog today The Blind Date – His Side. Interesting how we each recall these events. 😉
This is what I looked like when we met.
This is what Tim looked like when we met.
Kelly, a coworker came into the camera store and asked how I felt about blind dates.
“I don’t.” My response was simple. It was only a week after I started the job. I worked with this person for a total of thirteen hours. Not long enough to trust her judgment to set me…
Earlier this month, Tim and I headed north to Saturday Night Golden Retrievers in Montana with Sailor, Tasha, and Bliss. We were on a special mission to bring home the newest addition to our retrievers.
Welcome home Phanny, our little Saturday Night Redtail Phantom.
Phanny’s off to a nice start. Bliss thinks we got a new puppy just for her as a playmate. Tasha keeps an eye on her. Sailor’s worried about sharing. Phanny is taking it all in. She loves swimming and getting her start as a hunting retriever. Here are some shots of Phanny’s first week home. Click to enlarge.
When you’re done here, check out Tim’s post and photos of the road trip.
Saturday Night Redtail Phantom – “Phanny”
The two of us in the meadow by the barn at the Flament’s. Home of Saturday Night Golden Retrievers.
“Lulu” Saturday Night Shenanigans – Phanny’s Dam
“Canuck” Heads Up Run For The Border RN – Phanny’s Sire
I took an opportunity to do a few drills with Sailor once we reached Saturday Night Golden Retrievers.
Tasha, Sailor, and Bliss by the creek the day before we left with Phanny.
We enjoyed the antelope in both Idaho and Montana.
We stopped at the Gallatin River for a family shot on our way to the west side of Yellowstone while heading home.
A wintery scene from Yellowstone.
Sailor watched the scenery, especially when beasts were about.
Now that’s nothing like the cows next door.
We enjoyed stopping for photo opportunities along the way.
Snake river canyon.
Phanny sleeping in the RV on the way home.
About half way home near the border between Idaho and Nevada, Tim snapped this shot of me with Phanny.
Phanny in the Idaho desert before crossing into Nevada.
Phanny sneaks a moment with Tim.
Wait for me!
Phanny tries really hard to keep up with Sailor.
The first shot of the pack at home. L-R: Bliss, Tasha, Phanny, Sailor
Wait for me. Phanny follows the big dogs into the little pond.
The nice cool water felt pretty good.
A natural born swimmer.
Invigorated by her first swim, Phanny shares her enthusiasm.
7-week-old Phanny meets her first live bird her first full day home.
It won’t be long and Phanny won’t fit into the cats’ house.
Phanny knocked the food bag over and helped herself.
Sailor shows Phanny how to frolic on the grass.
Phanny all misty from rolling in the morning dew.
Phanny meets the chickens. Later she will learn these are “no birds.”
Phanny in the blue lupin.
Tasha slips into the pond in an attempt to escape the pesky puppy.
Phanny and Sailor learning to share.
Planning a stick thieving strike.
Bliss plans a twig thieving strike.
Phanny is determined to snatch the ball from Tasha.
Bliss, Sailor, Tasha and Phanny in front.
Training starts early.
Phanny carries her prize.
Keeping a sharp eye on it.
Phanny marks her first water retrieve.
Better grab fast.
Proud puppy success.
Right into my hands with the bird.
Enjoying the moment. A good start for a future hunter.