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RUST

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On a cold day here in New England

The shoreline still calls out to us

Our trips here are usually never planned

We just know we must get out or sit at home and rust

JT is always ready for our trips to the shore

We never  have to tell her that is where we are going

She sees him get the metal detector out  and she goes right to the door

On this day she was sad no Frisbee with the way the winds were blowing

He swung his machine over the sand

He left a path of places he had dug and filled back in

Nothing ever seems to go as planned

With him though it usually ends with a grin

His collecting apron has many treasures within

Pull tabs, copper wire and piping and so many coins and rings

Want to know the reason for the grin

Well he is always happy when finding THINGS

So on a cold day with nasty raw winds gusting

JT and I walk into the wind defiant to let it ruin our day

I remind myself we could have been home rusting

So glad we went it was such a pretty day given the fact we stayed

Eunice


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We Headed In On Foot

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JT and I walking into Exeter NH

 

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Quaint little New Hampshire town.

Brick buildings downtown all of which are occupied, not bad in this economy.

Ron dropped us off so we could walk and I could capture some images with JT

while he went to scrap some GOLD!

It was a cold New England day but with sun shining it was simply gorgeous!

 

 


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Looking Back

Read to the tune of “The Farmer in the Dell.”

A-traveling we went,
a-traveling we went,
through the skies and o’er the states,
a-traveling we went.

From northern climes we flew,
from northern climes we flew,
to southern places sunned and bright,
from northern climes we flew.

We found the weather warm,
we found the weather warm,
compared to winter’s snow and cold
we found the weather warm.

We didn’t need our coats,
we didn’t need our coats,
our sweatshirts kept us comfortable,
we didn’t need our coats.

The people said, “y’all,”
the people said, “y’all,”
in friendly smiling voices
all the people said, “y’all.”

We spent such happy times,
we spent such happy times,
but now we are at home again
remembering happy times.


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Bright Blue Sky

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Snow bright White

Pines dark Green

Sky bright Blue

Such a pretty but cold day here in New England.

It is January 5 TH and with a foot plus of snow still in the yard I suppose it is how it is supposed to be.

I will bite my tongue as Tuesday it will be FORTY!

Hoping the snow I did not get off the roof will run like a faucet then. 

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Snowstorm Here

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Down along the rivers edge here at home.

Looking down from bedroom window.  Wildlife is hanging close by for breakfast

This gray Squirrel finally ventured out of the Willow good thing we did not cut it down  and stopped the beaver from doing so.

Here he comes over to the bad door to eat and torment JT lol

This is the other end of the lower yard.

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Pretty Pink and Reds

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We came across this beautiful site on Christmas Day
Stand right out PINK

I see Deer browsing the tops of what I call Lichen really not sure yet what this is I must look it up unless you know.

It was one of many gifts I got. Today these are under a foot of heavy wet SNOW

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One of our Pair of Cardinals I know you can see the pretty Red male can you find her?

Oh and do you notice the SNOW lol


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Snow On Patio

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Now you all know I seem to find things to capture with the camera others don’t but this time literally right out the back door this morning after the snow stopped. Snow melted off each and every cement block but  where is Red brick was snow held strong all day


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Winterfall.

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Photographed by Sheryl @ Flowery Prose, on the University of Calgary campus.  Please check out my post “Winter Magic!”  for more photos in this series.

I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!  I know many of you will be gathering with family and friends - enjoy!  :)


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Christmas Trip

We leave Sun. for the airport where we’ll stay overnight at a nearby airport hotel for our Mon. morning 10:30 flight to North Carolina, where we’ll be visiting my brother, sister-in-law, and their grandson for eight days over Christmas. We are supposed to get several inches of snow tonight plus high winds, resulting in blizzard conditions. Of course our school-age grandchildren are hoping they’ll have a snow day tomorrow. So far it has rained, but as of late this afternoon/early evening the snow and wind are supposed to whip up into quite a storm. I’m just hoping we can “get out of Dodge” in spite of the dire weather predictions.

My brother tells me that the weather in NC is in the 50s, and that sounds downright springlike to me. We will celebrate Christmas with them on Monday evening, Christmas Eve, with food and gifts. We will spend the weekend at my brother’s cabin in VA, and on Dec. 26, I will be meeting someone you all know.

He and I will be going to music stores to look for sheet music for songs he especially likes, like “Crazy” (of Patsy Cline fame), “Take Me Out to the Ball Game,” “Irene, Goodnight,” “When You’re Smilin’,” “This Land is Your Land,” and others. He likes Jimmy Durante, Woody Guthrie, the Kingston Trio, Peter, Paul and Mary, and similar artists. He’s so excited to do this, and it will be fun to explore music stores that have good selections.

He has recently been working on “Amazing Grace.” He wanted to learn it “for Mom,” and that motivation has shot him forward at a super pace. He’s working on the very last measures right now, and by day’s end he’ll have it all. Mom died 17 1/2 years ago, and one of the songs I played at her memorial service was “Amazing Grace.” He’s not particularly into songs that reflect a spiritual message, but he wanted to learn it because it was one of the requests she made of me for the music at her service.

His wife has been out of town for nearly a month, taking care of her 90 year-old father, and she’s due home Sat. There are ten children in the family, and they’re each taking a month to stay with him before he has to go into a care home. His wife passed away about a year and a half ago, and the kids are caring for him now.

Anyhow, my sister-in-law has no idea that Tom has been working on “Amazing Grace,” so it will be a complete surprise for her when she gets home.

I’m so looking forward to our trip. We celebrated our family Christmas here on Sunday, and now we get to have another one. How fun is that?

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Brumbies who feel the storm

Gossamer circles hang on limb

broken only by the gust of wind

stirred from skies and plunges deep

skies of black and restless sleep

Brumbies stir and gallop up hills

steep their climb strong of will

light from stars bathe the ground

grass is black for miles around

Lightning breaks the darkness still

zig zagged lights across the hill

thunder rumbles high in these skies

brumbies pack warning danger is nigh

Leader heads them up the hills

others follow at their will

strong of legs they carry on

out of the darkness from the storm

Strength of legs and hooves on earth

in this land that gave them birth

frightened with ears back they forge

over rocks and over gorge

Elements faced in open land

together they run no time to stand

thunder roars its frightening noise

brumbies tense calmness destroyed

Shelter as the lighting cracks

rain falls they group in their plight

herd of brumbies with stallion black

black as this night as they take flight

Storm it passes and all is still

brumbies rest shake off the chill

regroup they stand with nostrils flared

none of them harmed each one was spared

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No Matter The Weather

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I throw shoes on to feed the birds first thing in the morning if it is really cold barefoot the rest of the time.

So bird feeders full but JT has other things on her mind a little kick ball yes in snow while wearing Flip Flops that were a  gift  from Maryland,  lol

She is Black and White  and the Snow is White so  WHY NOT…

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Welcoming December

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December arrived three days ago.

I took down the Beach themed welcome sign and replaced it with this one.

I am trying to look at winter differently this year

I washed the windows to let in LOTS OF SUN

I have my crafts laid out on the table, in the sunny living room

I will make pretty things,  all the while watching the river and all the beautiful creatures

who will show up for food and water on the worst of days

Yes I will have the camera sitting at the ready to SHARE it all with YOU


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Snow Is Falling

a old photo of our yard when snow dumps here today we shall get some they say but tomorrow it will MELT AWAY :)

AN old photo of our yard when snow dumps.   Here today we shall get some they say but tomorrow it will MELT AWAY :)

 

 

For here today they are calling for some snow.  You know it won’t make me happy as I adore my sunshine filled days.  I do however loves running out to grab a shot before one foot prints or paw print disturbs the scene.
Only wish the Deer and Moose had been having their morning drink from our stream when I ran out to snap the photo.


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December?

A Silly December Poem

It’s 60 today and the sun’s shining bright.
I guess that the seasons just can’t get it right.
A couple of flakes fell on Thanksgiving Day,
but autumn is lingering. Skies are not gray.

I wonder why Earth has its story mixed up.
The weather’s been weird, like cake in a cup.
So what of December? Where’s snow and the cold?
It might come like a lamb, not blatant or bold.

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