Mountain Light lifts my creative spirit
The light travels over the hills
The shovel Dialogue
This is my driveway I have been shoveling this week. I put a picture of my shovel. Here is the conversation I had with Emily: Me: “It took me 6 Hours to shovel the Driveway which is .10 mile.”Emily: “You need a better shovel.”Me: “Here is a picture of my shovel.”Emily: “You mean you really […]
Cold Sunrise January 2015
The snow was piling up in New England. Here in Stoney Creek we had echoes, flurries, and cold sunshine.
Another Sunrise
I do not ever get tired of the sunrise. It gives me hope and strength.
Magenta Hills
The mountains really are this color sometimes. When we first moved to Tennessee I used to call it the impossible colors.
Incoming Snowstorm
It never ceases to amaze me how you can see the weather change over the distant mountains. The sun was shining so brightly in one part of the sky, but there was a snowstorm in the distance.
If you look carefully you can see the faint tire tracks left by my brother James as he drove off into the sunrise from my home. He gave me a gift beyond measure this weekend
My birthday surprise…. my brother flew from New Hampshire and surprised me
Morning has broken.
Our home on the hill
It is going to be hot today. The sun is visibly burning away the morning mists
Morning fog
The lawn was long
Danny in his element
Rosy-fingered Dawn
Snowed in
I’m snowed in its March 25 in Tennessee and I can’t get off the hill and that means I’m not going to be able to get to school —
Me
Dawn
I can’t believe it’s snowing again.
It is snowing again but the sun came out for a minute
Snow day till Monday !!! I feel like a six year old
Dawn Light
I love my truck.
Danny blowing leaves off the hill
Home. Sunrise.
It has to get easier.
Our hill
Mist in the morning
The world is beautiful
The cows all said goodbye as I went off to school
Home
Morning
Homeward bound
Spring Break
Inviting work space.
Snow in Stoney Creek
Light in the ice
The twelfth day of the twelfth month of 2012 and my birth date
The world is an amazing beautiful miracle
Thanksgiving table set for elbow, Dan, and I
Today’s Walk
Purple mountain back yard
The walk to the mailbox
The walk to the mailbox has become the days large adventure. My world has become very small. This is the journey to and home from the mailbox. Elbow and I visited the mother spider , you can see her nest in the mail box
On guard
Where I am right now elbow and I are guarding the hill
12 and 12 September 2011
12 of 12 for March 2011
Birthday Twelve of Twelve December 12
106 on the hill
This is the house across the street. We are moving here and I hope to turn the other one into a studio. The landlord really wanted us to move into this one because he wanted someone who would take care of it.