Sunday, April 29, 2012
Last Sunday, we celebrated Earth Day at the park.....I heard we had over 60,000 visitors. Booths were set up along the Prado to represent different interest groups who wanted to spread the word, and the aroma of cheese burgers permeated the air. Brandon, my poodle buddy, and I layed around and got pets on the head, and an occassional belly rub. I asked him if he understood Earth Day, and he said he understood a good, cool, freshly dug up hole of earth in which to lie down......I can't say I disagree. I guess you could say the Earth is a provider of many necessities and enjoyments.....some call her Mother Earth..... Somehow, I don't remember my Mother, but I do know Mother's Day is coming up next month....the same weekend of the big patio glass sale. If you can, come on out and check out the glassware and art, find something for your Mother......and rub my tummy!!! Love and Kisses, Bella
Friday, April 20, 2012
Sunday, April 15, 2012
DREAMING You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one. I hope someday you'll join us. And the world will live as one...................John Lennon Here I am at Tom's house, on my favorite sofa, ready for my afternoon nap. (yawn)....I am pooped out from taking my morning walk through Spanish Village Art Center, saying 'hi' to my artist friends, enjoying the artwork and listening to the live music. Every Monday, Wednesday and Fridays, Tom and I enjoy the beauty of the Park....I get belly rubs, compliments, and pats on the head from passerbys, and Tom tells our friends about my blog..... There is nothing like a soft, comfy, sofa....well, except, a warm, cheesy, piece of pizza!
On Sunday, the Easter Bunny paid a visit to our village.
Colorful, plastic eggs, stuffed with candy and necklaces, were hidden throughout the day for our yearly egg hunt.
Laughing children, armed with baskets, brown paper or plastic bags, searched the patio for eggs, hidden in the planters, perched on benches, or waiting on the window ledges.
Brandon, my poodle buddy, who spent the afternoon with me, observed the festivities. I asked him what he thought of the Easter bunny, and he said they tasted like chicken.....Agghh! Erika, the rag kitten, scampered by with a mouse squirming from her mouth.
I guess it was a good day of hunting for the children and Erika....as for me, I prefer a slice of pizza.