Scenes from the daily walking of the dogs in the fall.

Various fall pictures from Bavaria

Moritz, Valentin and Felix in our shed

Valentin, the sunniest guy around

Felix has a nice profile

Daisy, my brother's dog

The mighty Uben Hertwig

Grazin' in the grass is a gas

Late October

Bernd's mom turned 90! She's still feisty and fit and a real handful. We had a party on her birthday at al local restaurant and a good time was had by all. She has 3 children, 6 grandchildren and 10 great grandchildren. The newest is below.

Omi


Magdalena

End of September, first of October

Liz Z. and her new husband Scott Z. came to town while on their European honeymoon. We did a tour of Oktoberfest which is always some fun. Liz got a cool new hat. We were happy they came to Munich and it was great to see Liz and to meet Scott.

September and my dad's new digs

In September I flew to Tennessee to help my dear dad get moved to Indiana. Above is a picture of him, sad after my mom's death but an otherwise good picture of him. The other photo is his new apartment in Greenwood, Indiana. He likes it there, my brother is nearby, my sister-in-law is a saint, the food at his facility is good, he's swimming 3x a week and riding his bike weather permitting. The weather does not agree with him to put it mildly. He's been in Tennessee for 43 years with mild winters and last week it was 0 degrees Farenheit in Indiana. I'd be freaking too.

Corso

I went today to the euthanasia of my friend's dog. He was 17 years old, tired, and it seemed like it was time. Just like me with my last dog who had to be put to sleep, my friend did not want to watch and I felt honored to be with dear old Corso in his last few minutes of life. He had a nice weiner like a good German dog, laid down in his bed and let the vet (who was kindness personified) do her thing. I was alone with him for a minute while no one else was around, and though he probably did not speak English I think at 17 he was a wise old fellow...I told him not to be scared, to just go to sleep and go toward the light. He went very peacefully and was wrapped in a beautiful white linen tablecloth for burial. It is always hard to say goodbye to an old, loyal friend. Auf wiedersehen Corso.

One sore thigh

This week Uben got his butt kicked by a girl. He was taking a walk with his dad and 2 guest dogs, and like a good Brittany he was of course out ahead, but calmly making his way down the street. A Swiss Mountain dog came flying out of her yard, jumped him and sunk her teeth into his thigh. He had one nice, deep puncture wound which required a little attention. When we went to talk to the owners we found out that the attack dog was a girl. Uben would be embarrassed if he knew, so we are not going to tell him. The day after the attack he behaved as if he was thinking about dying. He's clearly a boy who knows how to milk it.

Summa vacation

We limped down to France after my mom's funeral. I had a hard first week but then our friends showed up from Italy and my sad mood mostly lifted. Three weeks in Provence...one should try hard not to suffer through it.

Montagnac at night

Moon over Montagnac

The local Boule dudes

4th of July in France

Bee on lavender

DJ and K8

My Mom

Josephine Besal Fleming

2-13-22 to 6-15-08

Rest in peace mom

We love you

This is a picture from the visit when I last saw my mother. She was sitting in her favorite spot working a crossword puzzle which she loved and was great at. My dad is struggling now with the daily puzzle without her help (but he calls me, a bad substitute but I'm kind of good at the French clues). When I took this picture I thankfully did not know it would be the last time I would see her, or I would have been destroyed. Thank you God for that small favor. If any of you would like to make a contribution in her memory, go here https://www.angelcovers.org/donate_now.html and buy a brick for the Humble Hearts orphanage. The bricks cost $10 and you can specify a name for the brick. She was orphaned herself at a young age and I think she would like to know that her passing is somehow helping other orphans.

In the alternative, if you are all about animals she donations can also be made here:

http://www.mrhumane.org/about_us.html#helping

She loved her little cat Happy as well as the rest of the family....fiercely.

Vacations

I'm a really bad blogger lately but here is a feeble attempt to catch up just a bit. We went to the U.S. in late April for a 3 week vacation. We squeezed in a trip to Tennessee to see my parents, who due to illness were not able to come to Indiana to visit with us at my brother's house as planned.

Here are my cute neices in Indiana with our rental car which we named Butter, or something more like Butta. We had fun driving it but it was a gas guzzler so I can't recommend the PT Cruiser in these days of high gas prices.

In Tennessee we stayed in a FABBY B&B in my hometown of Athens, Tennessee. If you have to go there google Majestic Mansion and make yourself a reservation. But mainly we were there to see my parents who were having some health issues. Thank goodness we made this trip as it turned out to be the last time I would see my mom. sigh.

We proceeded on to Chicago, Seattle, Vancouver, Olympia, coastal Oregon, Bend, Oregon, Sacramento, Yosemite (Bernd only) and Los Angeles to see friends who we have not seen in ages. We had a terrific time and here are a few shots...

Thank you to everyone who we saw and visited and thank you for letting us stay with you. We had a terrific time.

So we flew home after 3 weeks, and I went to France with a friend who stayed with me for 10 days in the rain. Now normally it does not rain much in Provence, but this year it rained every day for 6 weeks according to the locals. We had a nice time but to miss typical Provence weather and blue skies was just a shame for my friend. Here is Nina contemplating the rotten weather.

So Nina went home to Munich from Nice on a Tuesday, and I was in Montagnac alone with the dog until Sunday. I was doing laundry up in the main house when the phone rang, and it was my husband who called to tell me my mom had just died. I spent the day frantically packing and closing up houses and headed back to Munich and from there on to Atlanta and then on to Tennessee for the funeral.