Small But Mighty on Pigeon Hill

The rain let up for one glorious day this week. After what seemed like a week’s worth of chores, Hannah and I headed to Pigeon Hill. We debated taking Gidget with us. Although our destination was just 15 minutes away, Gidget doesn’t do well in the car. Her nerves send her into gastrointestinal distress. In the end, she came along – although Hannah insisted on driving home so she wouldn’t have to deal with Gidge – as cute as she is.

Twas a mucky, muddy hike following all fo the rain we’ve had.

Little Gidget raced to keep up with us.

She often scurried off in the wrong direction, turning to follow when she realized we were leaving her behind. When she didn’t follow as expected, just the mention of a cookie brought her running.

She scrambled over rocks and hopped up almost vertical inclines as if she were a rabbit. Only once on the way to the top did I have to carry her over a particularly sharp outcropping of rocks.

It was a beautiful afternoon from the top. See those clouds to the right? A wall of clouds with the next rain front moving in.

It didn’t take long for the clouds to cast a haze over the landscape.

The wind was whipping and we could see (and hear!) the waves crashing against the islands.

As we plotted our path down the hill, Hannah said, “Wait – we didn’t take our selfie!” I think I’m rubbing off on her.

This Pigeon Hill trip of the year strikes me as another “first last” – our first trip of the year before Hannah heads to college.

This little dog amazes me. She may be small, but she’s mighty. I think she’s got the heart of a Great Dane!

Save

Save

Save

This entry was posted in . Bookmark the permalink.

3 Responses to Small But Mighty on Pigeon Hill

  1. Kathleen Anderson says:

    Beautiful pictures and wonderful memories to treasure when Hannah lives on the flat land of Ohio.

  2. TerriSue says:

    I have a small but mighty dog also. A sweet little 5 pound Pappillion. She stays by my side throughout the day and is a ray of sunshine. We got her after our Dodger the duck died. I don’t know what I would do without her. Your little Gidget looks like a treasure.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

You might enjoy these other recent posts...

Small But Mighty on Pigeon Hill

The rain let up for one glorious day this week. After what seemed like a week’s worth of chores, Hannah and I headed to Pigeon Hill. We debated taking Gidget … Continue reading

Happiness on a Rainy Day

I woke last night to the sound of pouring rain. Torrential rain. As I lay there listening, I dreaded morning. I organized the annual Elaine Hill Love a Nurse 5K … Continue reading

Happy to be Home

It’s been a couple of weeks since I’ve spent any time here at Downeast Thunder Farm. Life has been a little too crazy. Hannah and I spent a week on … Continue reading

Coming Alive with Spring

It was a glorious Easter Sunday here – rare 74 degrees and sunny for April. Since my partner in crime (Hannah) is off on a trip to New York, I … Continue reading

Dilly the Duck Dilly – A Good Duck

Today is a sad day. It started out lovely with ice out on the sunny side of the pond. The ducks, Dilly, Quackers, Peep and Squeak enjoyed a first spring … Continue reading

The Handsome Hooded Merganser

You had to know that there was a Hooded Merganser duck pattern coming after my photos of a pair at the beaver pond last week. The male is so distinctive … Continue reading