Geese Christmas Morning 2015

Geese on a quiet Christmas Morning 2015 Newboro Lake. Strange to have the lake open at Christmas but beautiful … so very beautiful

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vU_GlMfokCw

Christmas Day 2015

The cloud formation over the lake Christmas morning was lovely and Christmas night the moon was enchanting. Geese were honking ducks were squawking. The lake was in repose in the morning and in the night of Christmas 2015.

Blessings

Maggie

I like them better here, than on my plate

Yesterday six hens came a calling and I managed to get some shots. They are lovely birds I think and I feel especially happy when they come to get the apple remains under my tree.

Best of the Season to all

Brown to ground

It is the graying and the browning of the land in November. There are scant traces of colour and of a life that was once spring. It is hunkering down now, the life and land that is, knowing  the whiteness will come.

Thankfulness

We know that these days, deepened in warmth and colour will yield to the deep ,cold,  starkness of winter. For now though, we are here, in the warmth and beauty of this day. 

Alanagh Molly and I went to the Isthmus today to bask in the sunlight, to feel the play of beauty in us, to be deeply grateful this Thanksgiving Monday 2015

Welcome to you if you would like to join us.

Newboro

The blackbirds gather

split rail in shade

Corn is being harvested

Apples are ready

The Epaulettes flash

Sunlight as spotlight on a birch

The Redness of it all

Grapes gone but the green prevails

Red punctuates the browns and greens 

At the isthmus

Alanagh swam

 Molly cavorted

beauty prevailed wherever we looked

and saw again

Gentle creatures

and the swish of asters

The sugar shack is hunkered down  only to be busy before the new leaves stand behind it

The beauty of berries just might sum it up

Summer. Gone.

The hay is off, corn is high, soy pods green, full, plump.

White berries over red leaves

Moss on ancient boulders once lifted from fields now made meadows- 

bright in the sun.

Cedar rails down. Their work done.

Cattails, Golden Rod.

Queen Anne’s Lace

Asters

Chickory…

Brown leaf  in  bird bath

Summer. Gone.

~*~*~

July’s full moon failed us not

 Soy Corn and woodlot

 Beautiful boulder  in rubble fence. The fallen cedar rails aged now match the boulder’s colour and both host moss.

 Red Osier Dogwood

 Goldenrod

 Queen Anne's Lace

 Aster

 Chickory

 Leaf in bird bath

 How I will miss the call of the loon when they leave after summer’s done