Tuesday, June 24, 2014

A Natural With Her Paint Brush.

If I could paint I'd love my work to look like these paintings that I collected on the elbow of Cape Cod.
Janice Lincoln is the lovely lady that assists her son on the Rip Ryder which carries summer visitors for sightseeing, picnicking and seal viewing to the island off the southern end of the Cape. It's the Monomoy Island Ferry.

In the winter she paints.   Just for the fun of it.   Her work captures the feel of the ocean and the places she's grown to know over time.  Her husband, Ed (Porky) knows they're good and smiles indulgently as I bug him to let me have first dibs on them as he opens his van to perspective ferry passengers.   There they are.  I've waited all winter to have a look.  They are so reasonably priced that I feel guilty.
But not guilty enough to save them for the next passerby's.  Thank you Jan.  They're lovely and will brighten spirits next winter back in Ohio.










Monday, June 09, 2014

Friday, May 02, 2014

The birds return . .





So rosie he makes a dreary spring day a little brighter.
The rose-breasted Grosbeaks are back in central Ohio.

Sunday, April 13, 2014

A Memory of Snow and the Titmouse Who Made It Endurable










All together . . . .. ." Awwwwwww" . . . . ..       :)  Ya gotta love these little guys.




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Wednesday, April 02, 2014

A very lucky pup . . .


My dear friend, Jonna . . . had to say goodbye to her long-time pup companion, Hudson.
If you've had a fur-kid . ..  if you've ever loved a dog . . .  you know her pain.   This is one of my favorite pictures of Jonna and Hudson.
And you can see, that he was one lucky pup.


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Friday, March 28, 2014

The Phoebe has returned to central Ohio . . .

           


   Can Spring - truly - be just over the rise?

 He sounds a little frazzled, but after this long winter - who isn't ?

   And he sat pretty for me as I recorded his plumage & "song'.

Monday, March 24, 2014

A Few Smiles Beneath the Snow . .



March sunrise between a bunny's ears . . .






Really needed these promises of spring, today.   Headed for an MRI.  Clautrophobia ;)

Saturday, March 22, 2014

Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Winter. It's for the birds.

Eight more inches of snow.

So it's back to the window to capture some pretty birdies.











Saturday, February 08, 2014

We Love Snow. Right?






A few more snows and the mail lady is gonna need a shovel.


I managed to capture a couple of these individual trouble makers.  It really makes you appreciate what photographer Ivo Dinsbergs achieves with his photos.





The surfaces onto which these flakes fell:
A broom.  A yard light.  My glove.




The dearest little neighbor built me a couple snowmen when I complained that all this snow was going to waste. 



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Wednesday, February 05, 2014

Seeing "Red" (Through a winter window )



                            Whaaaaaaa . . . .?   MORE SNOW ?



                                          Hrrummmph.



                      Snow-powdery Cheeks on Mrs. Cardinal




                                Misery and Company



                                   Foul (fowl :) Weather Friends

Hope you're all staying cozy.   {{Shiver}}
  Spring is coming . . . the cardinal's song says it's so !

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Wednesday, January 29, 2014

You are feeling veeeerrrrrrryy sleepy . . . . .







I watched him nodding off up in the old silver maple snag.   A frigid wind was ruffling the fur on his tail . . . but the returning sun felt good on his little squirrel back.   



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Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Birds of a Feather . . . Starlings









                                                   Starling

                                             
                                                 
                                     
                                     Ugly duckling,
                                     Squawking box.
                                     Through the winter
                                     flecked with spots.

                                      Dull and dissed, 
                                      until new sheen,
                                      reflects the sun
                                      of welcome Spring.



                                                  

Polished that little ditty off in about 10 minutes. Then I googled "starling poems" to see if it'd already been done.   Yup.  Great contrast.  Doggerel.  Poetry.

                                             Starlings In Winter by Mary Oliver


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Monday, January 27, 2014

Winter Birds through the Window at 10 '












Going to minus 11 tonight.

The birds are busy eating . .
and I'm busy keeping the feeders filled.
P.S.  That last one is not a bird :)