Denise Goldberg's blog

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Disappearing evening light

It's the time of year when the daylight seems to disappear much earlier than expected. Coming home from a vacation further north (and in a different spot in the time zone) makes the early dark startle me even more.

At the end of this evening's walk it was still light enough out to be seen without wearing my blinking lights, but it appears I need to start wearing them soon. It was just after 7 PM, and the sunset today was at 7:21. Yikes!

For light comparison,here are two photos taken in close to the same spot at Cape Bonavista, Newfoundland. The photo on the left was taken at 7:41 PM Newfoundland Daylight Time, and the photo on the right was taken at 8:05 PM. Both images show very different light in comparison with tonight's full dark at (about) 7:45 PM!

Cape Bonavista, Newfoundland at sunset Cape Bonavista, Newfoundland at sunset

Of course I prefer looking at a slightly larger image! You can find a larger copy of the brighter image in Sunday's Magic light blog post.

Cape Bonavista, Newfoundland at sunset

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Magic light

setting sun, Cape Bonavista, Newfoundland

Painted sky, Signal Hill

sunset colors, Signal Hill, Newfoundland

Wandering through photos

We're home, and Denise has started wandering through her photos from Newfoundland. I've convinced her to try something different this time, to start sharing a few photos before she has finished going through all of them. She created a gallery, A smattering of Newfoundland images, where she will stash a small number of photos as they jump out at her to be shared now. There are only a few there right now - please check back every so often to see new additions.

Either Denise or I will post when the full galleries are available. I think it will be a while...

Rover at Cape Spear

Luckily the wind was quiet when we were at Cape Spear, a good spot for me to pose for a photo!
--- Rover


Listen to the sound of the wind howling in the trees, to the rain hitting the ground...

I woke in the night to hear heavy rain. I thought I'd hear the same this morning, but my early morning rising brought the sound of wind without rain, so I decided to take advantage of the dry to head out for an early morning walk. In spite of more impending rain I chose to walk attired in my normal summer shorts and sleeveless shirt, figuring that if it started raining while I was out that I would either be wet from sweat within a rain jacket or wet from the rain. Yup, it started raining within 5 minutes of my leaving home. No bother... I was soaked by the time I arrived home again.

A walk in the rain, a good start to the day...

Saturday, August 27, 2011


Just after walking out of the old (restored) lighthouse my feet followed the line of the bluff at Cape Spear. My eyes pulled me to the new lighthouse, to a white picket fence.

I thought I saw a quick movement on the fence. I looked again, finding a little red squirrel perched on the fence post. He very nicely waited for me to switch lenses, then posed for some photos.

Cape Spear lighthouse, Newfoundland

white picket fence at Cape Spear, Newfoundland

red squirrel posing

Friday, August 26, 2011

Early morning, waiting...

It's early. I'm at the airport, rental car returned, baggage checked, through security. The aircraft I'll be boarding was just towed up to the gate. Hmm... I'm here, the plane is here, still waiting.

I listened to the airlines "be at the airport 2 hours in advance of your flight" warning on the St. John's Airport web site. As it turned out it wasn't necessary, but it was safe. I asked the airline representative when I checked my bags and was told that because it's an international flight (and probably at least partially because I'm flying into the United States) check in is closed an hour prior to the flight. There also wasn't an obvious way to return a rental car here short of waiting in line.

I'm really not ready to go home but I have to admit that I'm happier to be flying today than over the weekend when Hurricane Irene could cancel or delay flights. I've been watching the predicted path of the storm on the National Weather Service site since I heard about its birth. Funny, the last time I was in Newfoundland I had an extra day here because of an impending hurricane. I think it had turned into a tropical storm by the time it reached here, still strong enough for all ferries off of this island to be cancelled for 2 hours.

Today's activity? Wait, fly, wait, fly, home.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

My home away from home

Janet's welcome makes At Wit's Inn a wonderful place to stay with good conversation, good breakfasts, and delightful rooms. She even volunteered to provide a fruit salad, yogurt and cereal for breakfast when I told her I needed to leave before the regularly scheduled breakfast time. Wonderful...

my room, At Wit's Inn, St. John's, Newfoundland

stairway, At Wit's Inn, St. John's, Newfoundland

Back to St. John's

I hope you don't mind if I jump in and write again. We didn't stop all day, and I think Denise is a little tired!

A chunk of time - about 4 hours - was spent driving from Bonavista back to St. John's. We didn't really stop along the way other than a side trip into one of the little towns along the way. Denise thought maybe we needed to wander a bit, but I convinced her that she would be happier getting back to St. John's and then wandering.

Denise could see Cape Spear on the map, but there wasn't enough detail to find the start of the road. I knew we needed a more detailed map! It wasn't a problem though - Denise stopped and asked someone, and then we were on our way! We followed a curving and very hilly road until the end. Did you know that Cape Spear is the farthest east point in North America? Like the lighthouse at Bonavista, there was an old (non-working) lighthouse restored to its 1839 appearance and a new tall skinny working lighthouse.

It's funny - the Parks Canada representative at the lighthouse remembered Denise from our walk up Signal Hill our fist day here. Denise had stopped to ask for the trail location, and the woman we asked remembered Denise's camera because she had a graduated ND filter on it. I guess that rectangular filter looks a little odd (or maybe a little interesting) to other people.

After touring the lighthouse we walked around the property for a bit. I'd say it was longer than a bit - we must have been there for a couple of hours! We even wandered through this funny tunnel thing, an underground passage that was part of a bunker gun battery from World War II. If you're curious, click here for for the information on the Cape Spear Lighthouse National Historic Site.

I thought we'd get to the B&B early today but it was 5 o'clock before we walked into our home for the night, At Wit's Inn. Our room is on the third floor this time, tucked under the eaves. I liked the first room we had here, but I think I like this one even better!

After a stop for some food we walked up Signal Hill to watch the sunset. Denise chose to use the sidewalk this time because she wanted to get to the top faster than the trail would allow. On the way back down the sidewalk felt safer since the light was quickly fading.

It was another good day!

--- Rover

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Back to the main(is)land

Oh! The alarm buzzed very early this morning. Denise wanted to catch the 7 AM ferry so we needed to get up earlier than our normal B&B getting started time. It was a hurry up and wait kind of morning. We left the B&B at quarter to 6 so we could drive to the ferry, get in line, and wait. The ferry left right at 7, docking in Farewell at 7:45. When Denise checked Google Maps for an estimate of drive time between Fogo and Bonavista it came up with a drive time of 6 1/2 hours. I think that must have included the ferry time plus some waiting time because we arrived in Bonavista at a bit after 12. That was a bit over four hours of driving time.

Our first stop here was the Cape Bonavista Lighthouse. The current light used for navigation is an automated "outside of the lighthouse" light. The old lighthouse has been restored to conditions from 1870. We climbed to the top of the light where we saw the old mechanism. Did you know that the lighthouse keepers had to clean the outside of the windows every day? Or that they needed to wind the mechanism that kept the lights lit? I was really surprised that Denise wanted to climb to the top of the (inside of the) light. The steps up that last piece were really really steep, almost like a ladder. She did good though - she managed to climb back down without needing my help.

We walked the rocky tilted ground near the lighthouse, and Denise chatted with some of the strangers there. She found out that there were still a few puffins hanging out in Ellliston, just one town over. Of course we needed to wander over there too. Most of the puffins have disappeared for the season, but there were still a few hanging out in Elliston Point, an island just off the coast. The birds were really too far away for photos though. Denise would need a much longer lens than the ones she owns in order to capture the puffins that far away. They are really little - there were lots of sea gulls hanging out on the puffin's island, and the sea gulls were bigger than the puffins.

Did you know that Elliston is the root cellar capital of the world? That's a funny thing to be known for, isn't it? We saw a number of root cellars as we drove by houses in Elliston, and two were very close to the puffin island.

We was a collapsed sea cave at Dungeon Provincial Park. Denise wanted to hike down to see the arches at their level, but there really wasn't a way down. We enjoyed the view from the top. If there had been a trail down I bet we still would have enjoyed it from the top - it would have been a very steep and slippery downhill.

Our home for tonight is the Lancaster Inn in Bonavista. We've popped in and out a couple of times because Denise wanted to play with the late day light. Our first early evening wander was interrupted by rain. We should have realized something was coming - it was close to 6 PM and the sky was wearing gray, much too early for sunset! Denise got a bit wet since her jacket was hiding in the car several blocks away. I'm lucky that I fit in the spaces in Denise's camera bag; that was a good dry hiding place. The rain stopped before sunset so we headed back to Cape Bonavista Lighthouse to watch the sun sink into the sea.

--- Rover

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Wandering Fogo Island

Fogo Island is the largest of the offshore islands in this province, large, but tiny in comparison with the island of Newfoundland. It kept me enthralled for the entire day. I can definitely see Fogo Island in future travel plans; it deserves more than one visit!

I started and ended my day visiting unique studios owned by the Fogo Island Arts Corporation, a dream and implementation driven by Zita Cobb. The structures are worth seeing even though the studios are closed to visitors. My favorites were Squish Studio in Tilting, and Long Studio just outside of Joe Batt's Arm. Simple structures yet absolutely fascinating...

Turpin's Trail near Tilting provided a path the Squish Studio, passing interesting fences, an old cemetery, rocky terrain interspersed with green, all with a view of the water.

Back in Fogo I walked almost to the top of Brimstone Head, a steep climb covered for the most part by wooden stairs. Unfortunately the stairs gave way to a rocky surface very close to the top. The wind was howling; without a hand rail I was having a very hard time standing. After feeling like I was going to be blown over the side I decided I had reached a good stopping point. Funny, did you know that the Flat Earth Society has declared Brimstone Head to be one of the Four Corners of the earth?

Brimstone Head, Fogo Island

I headed back to Nicole's Cafe for dinner. Tonight's taste delight was a curried squash bisque plus a repeat of yesterday's grilled beet salad.

The light rain that was falling as I sat at Nicole's stopped so I decided to walk to Long Studio, the one studio I missed during my earlier wanders. There was gray in the sky with white clouds hovering near the horizon, Heavy rain started just as I turned to start the walk back. I walked back to the car in pouring rain. Wet...

Monday, August 22, 2011

Island destination

It was a traveling day and a wandering day. A drive, a ferry, a bit of walking...

The drive from Eastport to Farewell took about 2 1/2 hours, and then we had a bit of a wait. We arrived at 11 which would have us on the 11:15 ferry - but the ferry was running late. We left at 12:30, putting us on Fogo Island at 1:15. Funny though - there doesn't seem to be a town of Farewell, but that's where the ferry starts. The ferry terminal was there but no town. Hmm... The ferry stopped at Change Islands to let a few folks off and to pick up a few more cars. Oh! I'm glad we didn't get on there because it looked like those new cards were going to need to back off of the ferry when we landed on Fogo Island. Denise was glad to drive straight off the boat, no backing up needed.

The character of the landscape changed quickly as we climbed from the ferry, very different from the forested areas we passed through before. There is water everywhere, irregular-shaped ponds embedded in low green vegetation, exposed rock, and what I guess are glacial erratics. I thought we were going to stop at the B&B before we started exploring, but all of a sudden Denise turned the car around to go back to what looked like an interested camera play spot. We stopped at several places, walking along the road, and sometimes picking a path closer to one of the ponds. So pretty...

It somehow took us just under 2 hours from when we landed on the island to when we walked into Peg's B&B, our home here on Fogo Island.. Denise is definitely happy she decided to spend two nights here!

We walked a bit, then went for an early dinner at Nicole's Cafe in Joe Batt's Arm. What? Oh, that's the name of the town. It's a funny name, isn't it? Denise ordered an appetizer and a salad instead of a regular entree, and that was plenty of food. The appetizer was scallops with some crab and pickled cabbage, and the salad had a base of grilled beets, topped with fresh greens and a tasty vinagrette. Yum...

After dinner the light on the water was wonderful. Denise grabbed her camera and we bounced down the road a bit, stopping to enjoy the scene in front of us. It's a good thing I put her camera bag in the car before we headed to dinner, isn't it?

We have the whole day tomorrow to explore Fogo Island. I have a feeling that our day here is just going to be a start - we're going to need to come back here again.

--- Rover

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Chasing reflections

Morning arrived with gray skies and dry ground. The color was light gray with no variation, not the varied colors of gray that I'd hoped for - but dry was very good.

I headed back to Salvage to see it in a different light, finding still water showing reflections of the hills, the houses & boat houses, and the boats. I walked a bit, took some pictures, walked a bit more, took some more pictures, walked a bit... Well you can see the pattern, can't you?

Salvage is the furthest east you can go on the Eastport Peninsula. Finished with my first set of reflections, I headed to the west thinking that my next stop would be the start of a trail in Terra Nova. That wasn't the case - blue started to emerge from the gray, blue decorated with white clouds. At one point the thin ribbon of road was between two two pieces of water. The reflections of varied shades of green (from the hills and the trees) plus cloud shapes told me that I'd found my next stop. I turned back to a good parking spot and started walking, once again alternating spurts of walking with a bit of camera play.

I left the B&B at about quarter to nine this morning thinking that I'd be at the start of a hiking trail sometime between 10 and 10:30. That didn't happen - it was well after noon when I pulled into the visitor center and the start of the trail I decided to walk. The pattern of chasing reflections stopped for a bit as I followed a trail that wandered through a carpet of green accented with trees both standing and fallen.

I found the answer to a puzzle when I stopped in the visitor center this afternoon. I know the water here is salt water - but there are no ocean waves along the shore in the park. The water near the trails I walked both yesterday and today is in a fjord, with a narrow passageway into the main part of Newman Sound.

My last walk of the day was to Eastport Beach. I followed the boardwalk connecting the main section of beach to another section, one that included rocks and patches of seaweed in pools of water.

I shared dinner and conversation with another guest from my B&B, a nice change of pace.

Tomorrow will bring a drive and a ferry ride, destination Fogo Island.

Saturday, August 20, 2011

North to Terra Nova and on to Eastport

It was a day for driving north, a day for walking, and a day of changing skies.

I left St. John's under clear blue skies. picking up the Trans-Canada Highway for most of today's journey. I can't tell you how many times I was tempted to stop for some photo play. Somehow stopping on the side of a fast-moving highway doesn't seem like the smartest thing to do so I kept driving.

Within an hour blue skies gave way to gray in the form of rather dense ground fog. It was beautiful, leaving enough visibility for driving. I stopped for a quick coffee and quickly found that the temperature had dropped along with the fog. There was no need to pull on any additional layers since I still had a bit of driving ahead of me. Almost as suddenly as it appeared the fog disappeared. Soon after the sky emerged again I arrived at Terra Nova National Park. It was time to stretch and wander!

I did some sitting by the water, relaxing, watching reflections on the water. A trail named "Coastal" beckoned, time to walk. It was an out-and-back walk on a trail that hugged the coastline but that was very much in the woods. Green, red berries, blue berries, trees standing and fallen, patterns of sunshine. Beautiful!

Late afternoon, it was time to find my home for the next two nights. I turned off of the highway, heading out a peninsula leading the Eastport. My home for the next two nights is the Inn by the Sea. Marilyn welcomed me with a cup of tea, a freshly baked (and still hot!) muffin, and conversation. Before heading to the one restaurant in town for dinner I walked to and along the beach. And after dinner I headed to the end of the road, to the town of Salvage. I'll probably head back there again tomorrow to see if I can capture some of the boat houses and houses there in different light.

The weather forecast is iffy for tomorrow, with a 60% chance of afternoon showers and "Fog patches dissipating in the morning.". Hmm... foggy patches in the morning could make for interesting light.

I plan to head back into Terra Nova for some more hiking tomorrow, and I'm sure I'll wander the beaches here too.

Custard & crepes

This morning's breakfast was another treat. It started with custard topped with blueberries and a fresh berry muffin on the side. The next course was crepes filled with fresh summer fruit. Good food, a bit of conversation, and it was time to hit the road. Heading north...

Friday, August 19, 2011

Not a rest day

Somehow Denise's plans to have an easy day today just didn't work. We were going from the time we walked out of the B&B after breakfast until almost 5 o'clock. We sat for a little bit before heading out for some food, but I think we both need an early to sleep night.

One of the things on my list of "must haves" from this trip is a new photo or two of me. There was a nice spot on top of Signal Hill, but it was really really windy. Denise thought I might go flying over the edge, so I staying in my safer than "on the edge" spot. Maybe tomorrow.

Our first wander of the day was to Signal Hill. We started up the road, then switched to a trail as soon as it meandered away from the road. Up and up and up... oh! what a nice view from the top! We even climbed up Cabot Tower. Don't worry, there were very narrow winding stairs inside. We made a big circle instead of reversing direction on the way down. We bounced down a trail that stayed kind of close to the water. I say kind of because it was still up high, not down at water level. A good part of the trail was wooden stairs and boardwalks - with a few dirt paths between the wooden sections. One of the dirt paths even had some chain hung from the rocks. Luckily there really wasn't much exposure there. If there had been it might have taken me a while to convince Denise that it was wide enough for her to safely walk down. You know she doesn't like exposure, don't you?

The last little bit on the way down danced through some houses built on the edge, almost hanging on the side of the rocky outcroppings. The road led to the St. John's waterfront. We walked there for a bit, stopping to sit on a dock, watching the ducks, listening to a lunchtime concert. We walked along the water for a bit, then Denise looked at her watch and decided we'd better head to our next wandering spot.

When she was reading about St. John's before our trip she found that there is a botanical garden at the university. The Memorial University of Newfoundland Botanical Garden was a good spot for a mid-afternoon walk. The gardens are a mix of planted gardens and trails through areas with native wildflowers. Denise would happily add it to her list of oft-visited gardens if it was a bit closer to home!

I convinced her to sit still for an hour between our return from the gardens and when we headed out for some food. Dinner, and then... no, we didn't stop yet. Denise wanted to walk along the waterfront again. She chatted with a couple of people sharing the same locations with us, and she took some photos of the late day light.

It was a good day, good but tiring!

Tomorrow we head to Terra Nova National Park, ending the day in Eastport.

For now... I think it's time to sleep!

--- Rover

Breakfast and conversation

It wasn't a surprise that morning came too soon today. My late arrival meant my still-wired state at midnight made it a later than usual falling asleep night. Breakfast was at 8, so I had a bit of a sleep in.

Breakfast... yum! Janet started us with fresh fruit salad and fresh blueberry muffins. We continued with a baked french toast. Fresh coffee and conversation topped the breakfast menu. As always, I enjoy hearing about other traveler's wanders since they often feed into my own plans.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Two flights and...

It seems there is as much wait time as flying time today. I arrived at Boston's Logan Airport an hour and a half ahead of flight time. Boston to Newark was a 50 minute flight, probably taking close to an hour and a half gate to gate. I have 3 1/2 hours between flights, then a 3+ hour flight to St. John's. That's more time than I like for a connection, but the only other option was a 45 minute connection. Flying out of a busy airport, into a second busy airport doesn't give me a good feeling about making the connection with only 45 minutes between flights. Today a longer (and safer) wait seems better. Ah, it's time to sit, to read, to walk the halls, to wait.

I knew that United and Continental Airlines are in the process of merging. Even so I was surprised to see most of the planes wearing Continental's logo and United's name. Signs in the airport convinced me this is the new look of the airline as opposed to a stepping stone along the way.

The minutes are ticking away... time for another walk before the enforced sitting of the next flight

Ah, on the ground again. I managed to find my home for the next two nights, At Wit's Inn in downtown St. John's. Cheryl nicely waited up for my very late arrival and I'm settled in, time for sleep...

Slanty writing

In case you haven't followed Denise's travels before, I thought maybe I should let you know how to tell who is writing.

I'm Rover, and I travel with Denise. You can see my photo in this post if we haven't met before. I help Denise with writing sometimes, more when we travel than when we are at home. I try to remember to sign my posts, but if I forget you can still tell that I wrote the post because I always use slanty writing. (Denise says that is known as "italics", but I think slanty is a better word.)

We're in Newark at the airport right now, and I've been doing a lot of bouncing here, exploring the concourses trying to find other people with travel companions like me. I think I'm going to try to get a quick nap on our next flight - I need to be alert in case Denise needs help finding our B&B tonight.

--- Rover

No worrying allowed!

My intention is to write every day. But - for those of you who allow worries to cross your mind when I'm traveling and you don't see an entry in my blog - please don't worry! All of the B&Bs I'm staying in are supposed to have Internet access, but sometimes the connection isn't there. Fingers crossed that it is because you know me, I like to share.

If you don't see a post, please check back again tomorrow.

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

In the west

The photo was taken on the western side of Newfoundland during my visit there two years ago. Tomorrow I'm heading to the eastern side, destination, St. John's, then a wander to the north.

through the clouds, western Newfoundland

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Checking the forecast

Wow! The days have been absolutely flying, only 4 more sleeps before we head to the east.

I'm always warm enough but I figured maybe Denise might be interested in a preview of the weather. When I told her the forecast for Friday in St. John's, Newfoundland shows a low of 10 and a high of 18 degrees (Celsius) she said that's about what she expected. (For anyone who doesn't speak Celsius, that's a low of 50 and a high of 64 on the Fahrenheit scale.) That's a bit cooler than our current temperatures here, maybe an early preview of our September weather. The temperature difference might be because Newfoundland is a lot further north than Massachusetts. Five degrees of latitude separate Boston and St. John's, and a degree of latitude is 69 miles. That means that we'll be starting our wanders 345 miles further north than where we live - and we'll be heading north from St. John's too.

I already changed Denise's watch for her. She wears a watch that can switch between two times so I flipped the hidden time to Newfoundland time, an hour and a half later than our time at home. That's a funny time zone, isn't it?

map of flight from Boston to St. John's, NL  courtesy of Daft Logic
Map courtesy of the Google Maps Distance Calculator at Daft Logic

Can you see the pink lines on the map? We're flying a little backwards to start with, from Boston to Newark. Then we'll be heading to the north and east, way out over the ocean!
--- Rover

Look into my crystal ball...

sculpture, Bedrock Gardens

In motion

I think I need to be faster! I was fascinated by this large moth flitting between flowers, in constant motion. I wished for a clearer photo, but I clearly wasn't moving as fast as the moth.

moth in motion

Saturday, August 13, 2011

A day for reflections

As soon as I received the email from Bedrock Gardens announcing two additional (mini) open houses this month I knew what I would be doing today. What I didn't know is that I would be chasing reflections!

reflections, Bedrock Gardens

reflections, Bedrock Gardens

More photos from today can be seen in the gallery Bedrock Gardens starting with this photo and ending here.
If you live near southeastern New Hampshire and you enjoy gardens and sculptures, I highly recommend you visit Bedrock Gardens. There are two remaining open houses this year, on August 20th and September 10th. Information is available on the Bedrock Gardens events page.

Mirror images alive, one a sculpture.

frog, Bedrock Gardens
Interested in more photos of frogs that jumped into my camera in Bedrock Gardens? Click here.

Sunscreen conundrum...


I've been using the same sunscreen for years now. It was a gel, SPF 30, and protected against both UVA and UVB. Note that I said was, not is. I haven't seen it locally for a long time so I got into the habit of ordering multiple bottles at once from an online retailer. Imagine my surprise when I went to place an order recently to find that it had disappeared. Yikes!

My first step in searching for a replacement was to visit a local store and try to pick from the sunscreens in stock. I picked up a bottle of Coppertone Sport, used it once, and tossed the bottle. Oh, it worked, no sunburn - but it took minutes of washing to get the residue off of my hands. Nope, not for me.

Next, online search. I tried two more sunscreens, Solbar PF Liquid and TruKid Sunny Days. Solbar is a gel, with active ingredients similar to those in my previous favorite sunscreen. Trukid is zinc oxide based, surprisingly not sticky, with a light orange scent. Yup, TruKid is marketed for children, but what works on children works for me too! I've tried them both on sunny days, and luckily both work. I still prefer the gel for ease of use but that light orange scent is nice. Hmm...

sunscreen choices, solbar & trukid

Thursday, August 11, 2011


Simple wildflowers are beautiful, aren't they? This not yet unfolded Queen Anne's lace caught my eye.

queen anne's lace, folded

Tuesday, August 09, 2011

Newfoundland, soon...

In just a little over a week Denise & I will be heading to Newfoundland. It's been (almost) three and a half months since our plans fell together and now our wander is almost here. I thought it was a long way off; sometimes it seems like time flies, doesn't it?

--- Rover
bench facing west, on the coast of Newfoundland

Sunday, August 07, 2011

Rain, mist, rain, clear

It was a rainy day, moving from rain to mist, rain to mist, finally clearing at the end of the day. It was a good day for a walk in the rain, a good day to capture raindrops on flowers.

raindrops on flowers

raindrops on flowers


I saw a rabbit across the garden.
I watched the rabbit, the rabbit watched me.
I moved a little closer.
I watched the rabbit, the rabbit watched me.
The rabbit kindly agreed to pose for a quick photo before scampering away.


Saturday, August 06, 2011

Farm stand goodies

August is a good month for local produce, a favorite time for me. I came home from today's farm stand visit with tomatoes, pickling cukes, and fresh (local) blackberries. Yum!

Tuesday, August 02, 2011


Storms flew through this afternoon, dropping the temperature ten degrees in what seemed like an instant. Dark clouds, rain, clearing. Changes...

sky painting