After having this blog for over two years now, I'm wondering about those who read this. I'm sure there must be silent readers out there, or those who might have an opinion. So...
What would you like to see more of? More pictures?
More thoughts from my life?
More essays/poetry?
A giveaway or two?
Or would you rather me be quiet altogether?😀
I'd be glad to hear anything you'd like to share in the comments!
Since our black-and-white cat, Hope, disappeared in February, we got two little kittens on May 31. We named them Buster and Snookums.
This is Buster; he has a brown dot beside his nose.
Sometimes they even dance!😄
They like to follow us to the mailbox, as you can see by the silhouette.
We enjoy our new cats; we miss our old cats. Here are a couple of them:
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She clothes herself in autumn's graceful gowns,
In muted shades of grays, maroons, and browns.
Her hems trimmed with the maple's paling leaves,
Made brighter with the mosses that she weaves
Throughout her garb. While snowflakes here and there
Add glowing, shining accents to her hair.
And when her garments fade and grow too tight,
She decks herself in folds of sparkling white.
-Courtney Laws
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| taken at Riverfront Park last month |
October's been a month for multiple mushrooms...
fall leaves, and bright blue skies...
On a sunny Monday morning in August, the Laws family started on another adventure, this time 3 hours further north than they already lived--plus a little to the west. The town they were headed to was called Allagash, near the top of their home state.
They started out, with the youngest of the family absorbed in a book. She paused to ask her older sister (me) what words meant. Cupola. Linen paper. Queue. That last one was a bit beyond her comprehension, so the rest of the family gave their opinions.
The scenery was nice, with twisting roads, occasional mountains, and lots of trees.
They stopped in Fort Kent, both to eat, and to take photos of where Route One begins. Before they got there, however, they took pictures of Eagle Lake.
Then they continued on their way to the Allagash.
and walked down to the river's edge and took pictures from that angle too:
Yesterday our family spent an interesting afternoon at the Patten Lumberman's Museum. There was a bean-hole dinner held there, so we wanted to take advantage of that, as well as look around the museum.
We went into the main part first, to buy our tickets, then we made a beeline for the food line. We had brought our raincoats with us, and they came in handy! It started to rain as our plates were being filled.
I don't have a picture of the food to show you, but they gave us beans (cooked in a bean hole,) a hot dog, coleslaw, a biscuit, and gingerbread.
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| This is where they were re-heating the beans. The gray things around the fire are the "ovens" where they baked the biscuits. |
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| See the bean pot sticking out of its hole? They're cooking in there! |
After we ate, during which the rain poured and thunder rumbled, we walked around to the other buildings. By this time, the rain had pretty much let up.
One of the first buildings we went into was the blacksmith shop. They had a man shaping metal in there, which was interesting. There used to be a blacksmith shop on our property years ago, so it was intriguing to see what it could have looked like.
This was a reassembled camp, with cooking supplies in the middle, and a place to sleep off to the left.
This was the bunkhouse; in the picture is the lower bunk with lanterns hanging from it.
This would have been the table where the lumberman ate. The next picture shows the table settings, close up.
This was a Model-T Ford; I was hoping to sit in it, but that was nigh impossible, since it was so old.
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| some sort of tractor with a plow |
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| an enormous slingshot |
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| This boat was used during the last log drive in Maine, in the 1970's |
We went into all the other buildings, including one with pressed leaves and an old bearskin coat, but my camera ran out of batteries, so I didn't take any more pictures!😒
Despite the rain, it was a worthwhile adventure...stay tuned for another adventure later this month!
All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.
Each little flower that opens,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their tiny wings.
The purple headed mountain,
The river running by,
That brightens up the sky.
He gave us eyes to see them,
And lips that we might tell
How great is God Almighty
Who has made all things well.
-Cecil Frances Alexander
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| me, wishing you a happy summer, enjoying God's creation! |
...like these!
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| trout lily |
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blue violets...
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| ...and even a yellow violet! |
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| wild strawberry |
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| dandelion |
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| spring beauty |
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| red trillium |
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| lilacs, ready to bloom in a couple more weeks |
