Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Music Mountain Gothic

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Here we are--the two of us--standing tall in front our our still unpainted gothic fence.  Today we should be celebrating Doris and Keith's wedding that was to take place on the hill behind our house.  Doris should be celebrating her wedding day and her birthday today here in Vermont.  The Flood of Eleven changed many lives in many ways.  For now, our lives are pretty much the same and for that, we count our blessings.  

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Monday 19 September 2011


 Rich came in to the kitchen  while I was cooking supper and said,  "Come out  on the porch and look at the sky.'' 

Monday, September 19, 2011

Buds, Blooms and Rose Hips






Some flowers give up early on  summer  but not Rosa Rugosa.  Rosa continues to produce buds and blooms even while a bountiful crop of rose hips have formed on her lower branches. What a woman!

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Stilll Life Summer's End



Remember last April when Geranium yearned to be outside?  Now it's September.  Petunia hugs the kitchen window and begs to come inside.  

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Synchronicity


The spiders have been working for weeks to decorate each spruce and balsam in our Christmas Tree Plantation.  This morning they caught the morning mist and Rich had a nice surprise when he took an early  morning walk up there.  

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Tick Tock Hollyhock

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September is a time to remember 
When the hollyhock was not so high
Just last July
Now that the flowers have reached the top,
they are saying to summer
It's time to stop.

Music Mountain Mushrooms





Recent rains  provided a moist environment for all kinds of mushrooms. 
I have always wanted to see a fairy ring of fungi.  Voila!  Wish granted. 

Saturday, September 3, 2011

"Supersize Me," said Mother Nature



It is almost as if Mother Nature said  "SUPER SIZE ME" in 2011.  The hydrangea in my yard produced so many big blossoms that some of its branches broke.  Behind it, the old  apple tree is burdened with fruit.  And then on August ,  it started to rain and we called her  "IRENE"