Susan and I went to Barbados last August. We didn't take part in any food festivals, but we did eat a lot of local food and hit a few fancy restaurants. The author here really does tell it like it is.
Monday, February 07, 2011
Sunday, February 06, 2011
Neil Gaiman's Journal: Once you've got a lamppost...
Author Neil Gaiman, his dogs, some neighbors and a lamppost in the woods ... You are never too old for Narnia or make-believe.
Saturday, February 05, 2011
Friday, February 04, 2011
Untitled
The big storm that hit most of the country this week missed us. The last of the snow in this picture is hiding in those spots where the trees overhang or shadows linger for most of the day. This picture was taken during the post storm porch shovel. Our deck was built by the low bidder about 17 years ago and we do not subject it to more stress than we have to.
Wednesday, February 02, 2011
Sunday, June 20, 2010
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Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Thursday, May 27, 2010
More Signs of Spring
I mentioned the passing bear a while back but he was only one of the cavalcade of wildlife that has come through with the coming of Spring. Since Summer will be hard upon us shortly I thought I would give the rest of the list before I forget:
Tadpoles, swarming in the seep flowing from the barnyard spring.
Box turtles, up from hibernation, inexplicably migrating across Browntown Road in defiance of common sense and passing traffic.
A tom turkey, tail spread like a Thanksgiving card, doing his best to impress the five hens in the upper pasture.
The nesting robin, fixated on a piece of string trapped by the car tire, trying futilely to fly off with it.
Barn swallows, flitting in and out of the rafters, looking for nesting spots while we shear.
The barking of coyotes up on the ridgeline.
A mockingbird perched on Susan's side view mirror raucously dueling with his reflection.
Bumblebees, impossibly heavy, flying anyhow in oddly delicate mating dances.
A heron, high stepping his way down Gooney Creek.
In the evening, the smell of honeysuckle.
Tadpoles, swarming in the seep flowing from the barnyard spring.
Box turtles, up from hibernation, inexplicably migrating across Browntown Road in defiance of common sense and passing traffic.
A tom turkey, tail spread like a Thanksgiving card, doing his best to impress the five hens in the upper pasture.
The nesting robin, fixated on a piece of string trapped by the car tire, trying futilely to fly off with it.
Barn swallows, flitting in and out of the rafters, looking for nesting spots while we shear.
The barking of coyotes up on the ridgeline.
A mockingbird perched on Susan's side view mirror raucously dueling with his reflection.
Bumblebees, impossibly heavy, flying anyhow in oddly delicate mating dances.
A heron, high stepping his way down Gooney Creek.
In the evening, the smell of honeysuckle.
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Sunday, May 09, 2010
Signs of Spring
I was walking home across the south pasture when I noticed a young black bear about fifty yards away. He saw me about the same time I saw him I stopped. He stopped. He stood up to get a better look. I could see just fine from where I was, so I stayed put and stood very still. He dropped back to all fours and ran further down the little creek bisecting the pasture. Since he stopped right on the culvert I use to cross the creek, I continued to stay put. He stood up again, looked me over, and then headed down the creek bed with that loose, lumbering, but amazingly fast stride of a bear in a hurry.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Forty Maxims
I find that I get a number of hits each week from a link to an old post with a list of maxims for living from Father Thomas Hopko. I just recently ran across a blog dedicated to meditations on a shorter version of Father Thomas' list: Forty Maxims, which appears to be a last years' Lenten project from Holy Cross Orthodox Church in Maryland.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Thursday, April 22, 2010
ORA ET LABORA: The Thirty-Eight Sayings of St Anthony the Great
ORA ET LABORA: The Thirty-Eight Sayings of St Anthony the Great
Back in June of 2008, following a recommendation from Father Thomas Hopko, I tried to blog about each of the thirty-eight sayings of Abba Anthony. I made it to number four before setting aside the blog for a year. A few people followed the series, short as it was, drawn by the words of the Saint rather than anything I had to say. Over at Ora Et Labora the author responded to to Father Thomas' challenge by taking the wiser course of posting all thirty-eight sayings without comment. Go take a look.
Back in June of 2008, following a recommendation from Father Thomas Hopko, I tried to blog about each of the thirty-eight sayings of Abba Anthony. I made it to number four before setting aside the blog for a year. A few people followed the series, short as it was, drawn by the words of the Saint rather than anything I had to say. Over at Ora Et Labora the author responded to to Father Thomas' challenge by taking the wiser course of posting all thirty-eight sayings without comment. Go take a look.
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