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Block Island is a wonderful tear-shaped island 13 miles off the coast of Rhode Island. This was our first visit but we hope to be back! It is surprisingly varied both in people and scenery, with interesting architecture and good food, and thankfully is not as overbuilt as many such areas due to an active … Read more
All three of our children are away at camp adventures and my husband and I had our first opportunity in over 17 years to get away alone together! My pottery teacher offered us her cottage on Block Island on days it hadn’t rented out and we snatched up this opportunity. Here are my photographs of … Read more
I’m just enough of a foodie that I couldn’t resist showing you these photos of a great gourmet grocery on Montague Street in Brooklyn, between the Brooklyn Bridge and Brooklyn Borough Hall. Stores like these are one of the many pleasures of the city. What did I buy? A bag of plump, juicy Mount Rainier … Read more
Happy Fourth of July! Flags, Freedom and Apple Pie: thank God we have them all! Enjoy!
My town’s name is Bethel, which means “House of God.” We liked that when we chose to live here. These pictures were taken in walks around Bethel. Enjoy…
These are New Pond Farm’s sheep and spring lambs. I have knit with their wool… and have many skeins left to do. Gotta love those lambs!
I was drawn outside because I noticed that our driveway and the street were purple. (See photos below. They really were purple!) We had just completed yet another thunderstorm and the light was peculiar… intense sunset colors were forming in the east. The longer I watched, the deeper the eastern sky got until a few … Read more
It has been raining around here for over a month, almost literally every day. There has been so much rain there has been talk of arc building! Yesterday, on the way to take my oldest daughter to the airport (she’s going for 10 days to London as a homeschooling graduation present from her aunt that … Read more
I have wanted hydrangeas for a long time. This is the first year I have them blooming in our yard! They are right out my back door and I can see them from the kitchen and the side porch. We’ve had a monsoon season of literally rain daily for what seems like over a month, … Read more
I love peonies. My mother grew them and the first photograph below is one growing in our yard that used to be hers. I’m glad to have it. One of my fondest memories is yearly carrying her peonies to school – covered in ants and heavenly aroma – as a gifts to my teachers. We … Read more
The word rhododendron is my favorite choice for stumping someone at hangman on the back of a diner place mat. This practice dates back to childhood when this word would routinely win me the game Probe. We never had rhododendrons then or now, but my aunt in Michigan used to have an awesome one out … Read more
Irises are fascinating. Ninety-nine percent of these photographs were taken in our yard. My husband is a very good gardener and has received most of our irises as gifts. There are so many pictures of them because I find them endlessly interesting. Enjoy!
I love poppies. The audaciously flagrant color, the bristly buds, the stark markings, and the ten armed starfish shaped velour crown on the pregnant seed pod, all strike me as potent, voluptuous and thrilling. Enjoy this year’s photos of them taken just before an untimely rain curtailed prematurely the other stages of their glory…
On Monday, I was in Bedford, NY taking my 12 year old daughter to a poetry class given by a hip slam poet. The class was near a tiny chapel of a church dating from 1851 and a mill waterfall, both of which you can see below. The weather was pristine, magnificent, and sublimely … Read more
I had dinner last night with two friends visiting from Maine, at a picturesque spot just a few feet away from the Hudson River. It was a lovely evening. The restaurant was called Half Moon, and it didn’t escape us that there was a half moon in the sky as well. The light was … Read more
I like color and azaleas really pack a punch. My husband lived in a brown house with brown decor when I met him. It was this humble plant that made him realize these hot jazzy colors were as “natural” as anything else. I mentally thank this plant for being the catalyst for this enlightenment every … Read more
