Can't Believe She Is Now Eight Years Old

It was a cloudy and cool day in western Washington state on this date in 2012. A back yard labradoodle's standard poodle was giving birth to her puppies. She had quite a few. As they all grew older and were ready for sale they went like hotcakes on a hungry Saturday morning. All but one. This baby was a female and as she grew older the junk breeder noticed she had a cast eye. No one seemed to want her. She wallowed around in their yard for months until someone reached out and asked about her. The breeder (questionable designation for this person) had decided to put her up for sale at a much reduced price.

Honey at 4 months old

A family, close to Seattle, saw the online post and said they wanted her. They met in a shopping center parking lot and this poor baby was covered in vomit. Immediately the buyer decided whether or not this was a good decision, but took her anyway, paid up and left. The buyer was so shocked as to her condition she did not want to leave her with this person. She saved this puppy's life.

Fast forward and we find this baby girl, now named Honey, is with a loving family and flourishing. She loved her small humans and their one other labradoodle in her new home. Her new family had spent a lot of money on vet bills trying to get her into a healthy state. Seems she came with worms and other very nasty stuff in her body. But, nonetheless, they loved her and she was getting better. Until.

Her new Mommy noticed she was having a very hard time getting up once she lied down. Again, off to the vet.

Here I will stop. Long story short, Honey was diagnosed, eventually, with a genetic problem that was, most likely, caused by inbreeding.  Her back knees did not connect. To correct this would take a enormous amount money which her parents did not have. So, instead of euthanizing her, which was an option, their vet recommended to place her in a re home/rescue group. This group was Doodle Rescue Collective of who I was a volunteer. From there it is history.

So today my beautiful Honey has turned 8 years old. How can that be possible? It seems only yesterday I plucked her from the loving and tearful arms of her fosters in Ohio and drove her to Texas for her operation. The operation that replaced both of her back knees. That trip sealed the deal on our now 7 year relationship.

Honey, you have been such a commanding figure, and will remain to be, in our Clan. I, and all the others, love you.

Bonaventure Cemetery, Savannah, GA

A few days ago I decided to take a visit to our local, but most popular, cemetery here in Savannah. The Bonaventure Cemetery. I have always wanted to visit this iconic spot during the blooming of the azaleas since most of the paths are lined with them. I was not disappointed.

I have been here often and, even though it is a very visited tourist destination, it always seems to be a quiet respite for me. I have walked among the residents and have wondered of their lives here in our beautiful city.

John Muir, the famous naturalist and author, wrote in his book, "A Thousand Mile Walk to the Gulf" a chapter called "Sleeping Among the Tombs" after he spent 3 nights sleeping in the cemetery waiting for money to be wired to him so he could complete his journey

He wrote:

"Part of the grounds was cultivated and planted with live-oak (Quercus virginiana), about a hundred years ago, by a wealthy gentleman who had his country residence here But much the greater part is undisturbed. Even those spots which are disordered by art, Nature is ever at work to reclaim, and to make them look as if the foot of man had never known them. Only a small plot of ground is occupied with graves and the old mansion is in ruins.

The most conspicuous glory of Bonaventure is its noble avenue of live-oaks. They are the most magnificent planted trees I have ever seen, about fifty feet high and perhaps three or four feet in diameter, with broad spreading leafy heads. The main branches reach out horizontally until they come together over the driveway, embowering it throughout its entire length, while each branch is adorned like a garden with ferns, flowers, grasses, and dwarf palmettos.

But of all the plants of these curious tree-gardens the most striking and characteristic is the so-called Long Moss (Tillandsia usneoides). It drapes all the branches from top to bottom, hanging in long silvery-gray skeins, reaching a length of not less than eight or ten feet, and when slowly waving in the wind they produce a solemn funereal effect singularly impressive.

There are also thousands of smaller trees and clustered bushes, covered almost from sight in the glorious brightness of their own light. The place is half surrounded by the salt marshes and islands of the river, their reeds and sedges making a delightful fringe. Many bald eagles roost among the trees along the side of the marsh. Their screams are heard every morning, joined with the noise of crows and the songs of countless warblers, hidden deep in their dwellings of leafy bowers. Large flocks of butterflies, flies, all kinds of happy insects, seem to be in a perfect fever of joy and sportive gladness. The whole place seems like a center of life. The dead do not reign there alone.

Bonaventure to me is one of the most impressive assemblages of animal and plant creatures I ever met. I was fresh from the Western prairies, the garden-like openings of Wisconsin, the beech and maple and oak woods of Indiana and Kentucky, the dark mysterious Savannah cypress forests; but never since I was allowed to walk the woods have I found so impressive a company of trees as the tillandsia-draped oaks of Bonaventure.

I gazed awe-stricken as one new-arrived from another world. Bonaventure is called a graveyard, a town of the dead, but the few graves are powerless in such a depth of life. The rippling of living waters, the song of birds, the joyous confidence of flowers, the calm, undisturbable grandeur of the oaks, mark this place of graves as one of the Lord’s most favored abodes of life and light."

- "Camping in the Tombs," from A Thousand Mile Walk

I was fortunate to capture these images for my collection. I have many more, but these are just the teasers.

If y'all are ever in the Savannah area, please make the a stop on your itinerary. It is a beautiful place and will complete your visit to our beautiful city. 

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