Can you help me out plea arrived from our youngest, the week before Easter? As we had no plans to go away or social get togethers organised this year due to my hubby recovering from a bout of covid infection, we had no reason not to take him up on his offer. Anyway I remember the dilemmas of arranging care for our three pet dogs over 35 years when holidaying, so I could feel his frustration with finding a trustworthy dog sitter.
Of course we said yes. How could we not, we are the retired parents, silver bloggers who have plenty of time and energy to lend a helping hand.
So looking forward to a change of scenary my hubby and I packed our bags for a 3 night Easter weekend stay in Brisbane with Willow the 8 year old Weimaraner. We were expecting a quiet peaceful pace as this middle aged mature easy going gorgeous girl likes to sleep a lot.
And she did not let us down.
Soft beds were conveniently arranged for her comfort around the house including the bedroom. Wherever we happen to be in the house a happy Willow was close by.
My son's house is situated near an attractive environmentally designed waterways with walking/bike path for the locals and their dogs. We both enjoy walking as well as the fun of exploring something new so in the afternoon leaving Willow to look after the house while we went adventuring.
She was left at her home because Willow pulls on her lead and given her size and weight it was not possible to hold her in check or stop her from going where she wanted to. What if she got away? We tried not to feel bad as our son runs her every morning so she does get enough exercise.
The park was a grand find, very pretty and very popular park well used by walkers, cyclists and proud dog owners and their happy dogs.
It is always a pleasure to see dogs merrily swimming in water and this weekend for once it was not in the ocean. They obviously swim here frequently and were having a wonderful time as owners watched on and chatted away.
Breathing in the glorious colourful sunsets as I sipped on a glass of Riesling was a rewarding end to each dog sitting day. While I thought it would be a breeze to take photos of the setting sun from the front of the house it turned out to be highly challenging. The power lines got in the way big time and there was no way I could avoid them.
I am positive photographer extraordinaire 
The first photo has the prettiest golden light filling the clouds.
The second photo showing a beautiful deep red end of the sunset in a darkening sky was taken 5 minutes later. It always amazes me how quickly daylight turns to dark light in the sub tropics. Here one moment gone the next.
Both photos are busy with the power poles, power lines, the bright balls of the street lamps shining bright and the round ball shaped outdoor light sitting in the leaves of the shrubs at the bottom of the stairs. I saw an incredible creative mixture of light, colour, shape and texture with man made clever constructions and nature's pure magic delights.
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So was my Easter weekend, full of rest, fun and adventure in a lovely old home looking after Willow the Weimaraner. And as I only arrived home yesterday my post written under the fabulous tag The Weekend created by the clever energetic 
Writing about my weekend allowed me to re-live the fun of patting and caring for Willow, the walking along the brook and the the vivid sunsets reigning supreme over an old established inner city Brisbane suburb. Such a good feel weekend.
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All mature and old dogs were once cute little puppies which is when they capture the heart of the owners. Who can resist a puppy? I know I can't.
Here is a very cute photo of Willow, taken by my daughter-in-law, when she first came home in 2013. She was a very adorable.
Willow is having the best dog's life living with his owners.

