© 2013 Michael Fiveson
When Putty Nosed Pumpkin gets groomed, she knows she is even prettier than usual and she is like an 86 lb stuffed animal, soft and cuddly. She gives me all the snuggles I want, and comes back for more. I love her profoundly. Note the grass turning green which is payback for surviving another winter. Life is good…my wife, son, and Pumpkin love me.
© 2013 Michael Fiveson
Looking like a lion who is busy meditating, sweet Pumpkin allows silly daddy to take yet another picture. As I write this she is standing next to me looking for a touch and giving me many kisses. I do touch her, lovingly and frequently. I adore my big beautiful Pumpkin.
© 2013 Michael Fiveson
Pretty Pumpkin enjoys some natural light as she rests in the kitchen. I know there are people who love their pets as much as I do her, but none love them more.
© 2013 Michael Fiveson
One friend waits while the other rests. Inseparable, they have a bond that includes protection and patience, and they have always been that way. They are loyal and true.
© 2013 Michael Fiveson
I met two horses in the same yard a few days ago. One came over to me for a nuzzle while the other folded himself onto the ground. I will assume he was ok, and just preferred to sit instead of socialize. I know how that goes. He sure is a good looking horse.
© 2013 Michael Fiveson
An angry pelican looks with disgust at a pretty sea bird who has awakened him. I guess the sign was not enough to deter the white bird, or perhaps he is a poor reader.
© 2012 Michael Fiveson
When it’s 20 degrees (F) outside why not find a ray of sunshine inside, thought my clever Pumpkin. She went back to sleep as soon as I was done. Silly daddy!
© 2012 Michael Fiveson
A spring time slice of the South Platte river serves as a bird launch as evidenced by the bird on the upper right of this frame that has been launched from the bank.
When I walked up to the fence these three all converged to come say hello. The big beauty on the right had a head as big as a house but was friendly enough for a good quick rub. I am wondering if I am not looking at a family portrait with the foal being in the middle.
In short order the white horse was the only one who wanted to hang out with me and was quickly comfortable enough to let me rub his face and touch his strong head.
Do horses know that whatever pleasure I might give they return ten times over? There is something so nourishing about being in their presence, and I am filled with childlike joy.
© 2012 Michael Fiveson
© 2012 Michael Fiveson
Even though she won’t be 8 until Halloween, this was an image I could not pass up. I call this Gold on Gold, and think the leaves work well with my beautiful girl’s coat. Those of you who look at my work know how much Pumpkin means to me, and how much joy she brings to everyone she meets. Pure love, golden and forever.
