Some mornings - the world is your oyster.....
Some mornings - the world is your oyster.....
Four years ago on this day, there was no balmy breeze like today.
These warm rainy days - the kind that belong in April are here in December.
It makes me appreciate the long shadows of yesterday’s Sun.
Seventeen days from the winter solstice and the sun now rises almost at its most southerly point in the sky. Deep rose and rich amethyst tones fill the horizon lighting my southern facing beach with its best exposure. In those magic minutes before the sun breaks the horizon, the waves are purple black, but with a stripe of deep pink at the base. Ephemeral and fast moving in the rising light, my frozen fingers didn’t synch quickly enough.
Nonetheless it was a gorgeous tableau- velvet textures on a moving sea.
I am not one for Christmas Pageantry, but this morning, the creche in front of Amicable Congregational Church in Tiverton, RI, stopped me in my tracks. There, gathered around a 55 gallon drum, were wooden figures whose chiseled tears and black eyes told volumes about hard times. The shopping cart in this tableau was not one filled with Christmas gifts and gaudy packages. It’s emptiness tells a story about homelessness, loss and the deprivation of human dignity - a powerful message in this season of consumerism excess.
Taken in front of Alyson Shotz's Mirrored Fence at Storm King Art Center.
Hurricane Irene didn’t destroy our roads as it did in Vermont, but it took with it all the fall color. But a return trip to Storm King gave me a chance to revel in the autumn art show that makes the vagaries of this climate bearable. The entire landscape at Storm King is part of the display. Carefully planted fields of grass turn shades of grey, muted purple and oranges adding texture and color to the scene.
Andy Goldsworthy's wall of arching curves.
The last light filtering into Lower Texas Falls, Vermont
Fall Photo School - For one hour photograph only diagonal lines. Despite the muted light, Charles River reflections made a great canvas...
Bride Brook Salt Marsh, Rocky Point State Park, CT
Southford Water Falls, CT
Late summer greenery around Andy Goldsworthy's gracefully arching wall at Storm King Art Center.
Nestled among the gentle hills along the Hudson River, the 1995 Americas Cup contender has found a gentle spot for retirement.... This boat was one of Ray Lichtenstein's last paintings and it resides now on its own little island in a pond at Storm King Art Center
The Letter T is brought to you by the toadstools at Destruction Brook.
The Letter W is brought to you by the corn husks of Cornell Farm.
The Letter J is brought to you by the Simsarian's Vermont Garden Gate.
The letter X is brought to you by Vermont farmers. Read the sign carefully....
The letter M is brought to my the sideways tree along the alpaca field at the Cornell Farm.