Horsing around

A puppy followed me home.

It vaguely resembled snowy and was delightfully inquisitive, sniffing and fossicking through garden beds and hedges. Yet it kept checking to see where I was, and would step into line with me for a minute or two, before sniffing some else out and disappearing. Back and forth, he (she?) went, till I reached my garden gate, then it turned around and retraced it's steps home.

A friend's dog gave birth to ten puppies on the weekend. My heart aches for an animal companion.

I managed to somewhat sedate my love for horses, by horse riding over Easter. But Anne Hall's images has stirred up my longings to nestle in the mane of a mare and ride some lonely trails.

Oh this happy day

I'm feeling a bit lackluster and lazy at the moment.

It doesn't help matters that it feels as though I have a nail wedged into my right shin and a bottle of clag has been poured into my right hip joint.

So I had to reluctantly forego my long run this morning (read: my Mother held my running shoes ransom and demanded I rest these silly injuries).

With ample time on my hands I went in search of pretty pictures and was quickly distracted. Suddenly the day is looking a little bit more lustrous, albeit lazy.

[gracia and louise]

[Valentino vamp]

[hit the wall]

[Valentino vamp]

[Liam Stevens]

[Vintage poster]

[Kate Shaw]

Lots of these were found through the divine blog: Where the Lovely things are.

Decent shot

It's raining outside. Torrents of water lash against the windows and weigh the guttering down.

It's shaping up to be a day of reading, eating, writing and sleeping. But first, I'm going to just sit and listen to it fall. It's been a while since we've had a decent shot of rain in Sydney.

[via: the personality girls band]

Magic mister please, magic

[Slight of hand]

[Levitation]

[Zan Zig]

[dance party]

A boy and his pony

[image via: Robin Schwartz]

The story behind this picture blows my mind, you can read it here.

Squirrels unite

[image via: Point of Difference]

[Secret Squirrel: "I'm not like them" collection 2011]

Here horsey horsey

When I saw this bike on Lucky Pony, my heart skipped a beat and I felt equal parts

- joy (that such a beautiful bike exists in the world)

- misery (that I don't own it)

Love hurts.

To pick me up I did the only sensible thing...sing The Horses. Loudly and passionately.

Lee

I start a new job tomorrow and I'm trying to muscle up a bit of courage - but at the moment I feel like the cowardly lion.

[Lee can change your image]

Though I did get a boost in morale after seeing these amazing photos and reading this on wikipedia:

"Only during the aftereffects of the Wizard's gift, when he is under the influence of an unknown liquid substance that the Wizard orders him to drink (perhaps gin) is he not filled with fear."

Somehow I need to be fearless in navy blue slacks and without gin on my breath. Fingers crossed.

Grrr Giraffe

[images via smilebooth]

Most ingenious costume ever? Sure she can't move her shoulders or walk through doorways, but it is just so gosh darn clever.

There were giraffes in the 1950s....

Dress me up!

[via: society6]

It started with one cute cartoon with a brilliant pun 'indeergestion'. Before I knew it I stumbled onto 40 pages of pug images - it sounds excessive and probably slightly obsessive but I couldn't help but fawn over the ugly little beauties.

I've just discovered 'We Heart It' - a treasure trove of eye candy from all around the web.

I could have posted countless images, but I don't want to give the impression that I dress dogs on the weekend - heck I don't even have a dog! But you would be insane not to call these adorable.

[via: relourelou]

[via: frolic blog]

[via: you are the only one who can save me]

It's amazing that such an animal evolved given the plethora of health problems they suffer from - according to wikipaedia the pug has to rely on it's owner to clean it's ears and between the folds on it's face. Talk about pampered pooch.

Yet I'm smitten! I want a pug! I promise not to humiliate by dressing it in costumes...unless it's a fancy dress party.

The hunter becomes the hunted

[photo via: Fuckyeahanimalmaks]

This sums up the progress of my Job Hunt.

Doggy Bag

[Via That kind of Woman]

If I had a puppy dog this cute I wouldn't leave home without it either.

It's only six short months until I set off for the odyssey. Yikes!

Call of the Wild

[via That Kind of Woman]

This pic has been is a bit like the town bike this week, it seems every blog has had a ride.

I just couldn't resist posting it.

It's just too damn swoon worthy. Toot toot ring my bell!

Plus it's drenched in decorum...which makes up for my lack of classiness.

Puppy Dog Tails

What a wet and miserable start to summer! So who you gonna call to turn the day around?

A dose of David Bowie “Magic Dance” shall shake the cobwebs form the corners of your brain and get the heart a thumpin' in trepidation for a sensuous summer of merriment!

What kind of magic spell to use/ Slime and snails

Or puppy dogs' tails/ Thunder or lightning

Then baby said/ Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)

If David Bowie’s toned tussy in super tight breeches, doesn’t 'magic' up your day, how about these adorable puppy dog tails:

Robert Bradford started creating life sized sculptures out of his children's outgrown / discarded toys, see here for more of his kooky art.

Animal Instincts

I awoke to a flurry of birdcalls this morning.

I continued my birdwatching as i cycled to work.

Once inside the building, i felt so isolated from the wild things. The cool lino floors, stark fluorescent lighting, temperature controlled offices, the relentless hum of computers and drone of harried colleges made the day drag endlessly.

Once outside the air tasted so fresh, i almost swooned.

It's time to bring the wild to work.

Bat For lashes

Elizabeth Taylor 1960's pussy cat eyes

Audrey Hepburn

Karl Lagerfield for

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aison michel

Swan Lake

Ava Gardner

Alkemie