Monday, November 30, 2009
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Saturday, November 28, 2009
I seldom win anything, so you can imagine my delight when I learned that I had won. As any of you that follow my blog knows, I love barns, so it didn't take long for me to select the photo I would like.
The day before Thanksgiving, my 'prize' arrived, beautifully matted in black. I will honestly tell you, no picture does true justice to how this looks in person, and unfortunately, no picture does justice to how great this looks framed.
If you get a chance, be sure to check out Dan's work, his photos and narratives are very enjoyable.
Thank you Dan.
Friday, November 27, 2009
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
as I came over the crest of the hill, I spotted these
two cows munching on a bale of hay...
As far as I know, these are Galloways, one of
the oldest breeds known and believed to have originated
in the Highlands of Scotland.
They were both extremely cute with their unruly locks.
Photographed in Shelburne, Massachusetts
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
birds of summer fly away
To longer days with sunshine bright,
where daylight stays well into night.
In springtime when the days grow long,
we'll listen for familar song
And welcome back our feathered friends,
rejoying at the winter's end.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Friday, November 13, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
578 Squadron - RAF
My Dad 5th from left.
In Peace in Shadows
My Father-In-Law's Grave Marker - US Navy
In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch, be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
~Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
To my delight, I stumbled across this lovely barn.
You don't see a lot of metal cupolas, especially with
a charming cow weathervane.
Sitting next to the barn in the first picture, was another barn
with a second story door. This barn had a more traditional cupola. I think this is called 'natural air conditioning'.
"To find the universal elements enough;
to find the air and the water exhilarating;
to be refreshed by a morning walk or an evening saunter...
to be thrilled by the stars at night;
to be elated over a bird's nest or a wildflower in spring
- these are some of the rewards of the simple life."
Friday, November 6, 2009
This animatronic display performs at the Yankee Candle Village.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
I found this little flower hiding beneath the leaves while raking.
I raced up the mountain to catch the sunset,
but I was a little late for all its glory.