Zen Monday is the day you experience the photo and give us your thoughts rather than me telling you what the photo's about. I look for something worth thinking about or, failing that, at least something odd or silly.
As I post each new Zen Monday photo I'll add a label to last week's to identify it if necessary--if I know what it is. This time, frankly, I have no idea.
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ReplyDeleteTell me when it's Tuesday...
ReplyDeleteMonday?! Again?!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and lovely shots !! Nice post..Unseen Rajasthan
ReplyDeleteWhat is the sound of one dog napping?
ReplyDeleteIt's no easy job having these humans as my pets.
ReplyDeleteLet sleeping dogs lie.
ReplyDeleteOur little Bozzie in dreamland. Shhhhhhhhhhh!
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I can keep an eye on the dust bunnies from here.
ReplyDeleteHot.
ReplyDeleteWake me when the war is over.
ReplyDeleteI don't like Mondays.
ReplyDelete"A study in total relaxation" or "How to unwind and de-stress in a mad, mad, hectic world".
ReplyDelete3oz.
ReplyDeleteHey, I love sleeping in this secret spot - if I can't see them, they can't see me, right?
ReplyDeleteThis was between poses. Wait til you see me throw the discus.
ReplyDeleteOh to sleep as soundly as that... :)
ReplyDelete"The blubbery snoring alerted Mr. Sideboard to the possibility that his legendary quarter-sawn headlock might be losing its grip."
ReplyDeleteThere. I said it.
Haha, gotta love 'em. They can entertain us endlessly.
ReplyDelete"Can you get me a pillow for my head too, please?"
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There's nobody here but us chickens.
ReplyDeleteI see we have a lot of dog lovers here, or at least dog whisperers.
ReplyDeleteClifford, that's a visual! Unless you're referring to brain size.
Vanda, you've been in my house, obviously, but I didn't realize you'd checked under the furniture.
Yes, Margaret, but don't tell him or it'll go to his head.
Bellis, you remind me of a Samoyed we had when I was a kid. His name was Marshmallow. I grew up in northern Illinois, and when it snowed Marshmallow loved to hide by sticking his face in the snow.
Hiker, maybe Margaret has a goddess for him.
J+P, now everyone knows why Boz has his own room.
LL, I entertained J with pictures of Wilson today.
Mmmm, chickens....
Thank you for your Zen Monday participation! Good to see you all.
Visual it was. Figured you wouldn't be able to google that one.
ReplyDeleteCliff's comment is dead brilliant.
ReplyDeleteJohn, I dare you to come to Pie Night and say that!
ReplyDeletethe morning after the night before...
ReplyDelete"I can sleep anywhere; anytime".
ReplyDeleteI'll take that dare, Old Crust, and raise you one blind puppy!
ReplyDeleteI can see pie night's going to be a howler.
ReplyDeleteThat pooch dawdles, be an extra meat pie on Mr. Scientist's table. Here, boy—!
ReplyDeleteAwww, sleepy puppy. I could take pictures of my dog all day long.
ReplyDeleteMe too, Natalie. He's a source of endless entertainment for me.
ReplyDeleteI liked the sleepy puppy. Shot taken by you is really great.
ReplyDeleteI liked the picture. Sleepy Puppy in the picture looks really cute.
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