Wednesday, June 24, 2009
A view of Boston from the Mount Auburn Cemetery in Cambridge. Apparently, back in the day, you could see ships in the harbor from this vantage point.
BTW, these are not actually watercolors, they're photos, but they sure do feel like watercolor. There must be at least 12 shades of gray in there.
A sunny afternoon at Sheepfold Meadow. A drizzly morning at the Mount Auburn Cemetery. These were some of our first springtime rambles after winter seemed to finally thaw. How wonderful to enjoy New England again without the bitter cold standing in our way!
Some of the many flowers and blossoms that burst on the scene starting in late April and early May. It is now late June and we are still in springtime mode, with more rain than is really necessary (though of course if I were a flower, I might disagree with that pronouncement).
Sunday, June 14, 2009
How do you know when a blog is finished? How do you know when to throw in the proverbial towel? (or in this case, URL)? I guess you could ask yourself the same question for every endeavor in life, from a job to a relationship, though blogs seem particularly hard to let go of, since they occur virtually and out of real time, and thus could, with minor tweaking (and access to passwords), actually continue after the blogger's demise (uh, don't get any ideas...)
For me it is a matter of inspiration, or, to put it metaphorically, whether there is water in the well, or coming through the faucet. This particular blog spigot feels tapped out, for no particular reason except that it does. Oh, there are dribs and drabs, but nothing requiring a bucket to fill, no danger of a floody mess.
So what's next? Perhaps - if we can keep beating this poor metaphor to death - I will use my water divining rod to find the next source of inspiration (though I feel I already know what it is, to be revealed soon!). And maybe it's just a matter of moving the spigot over a few feet, or twisting some pipes back in place (ok, enough of the metaphor, I'm not a licensed plumber for cryin' out loud!)
Meanwhile, I have a whole heap o' photos to post before I quit, a photographic last hurrah if you will. Thanks for reading and I promise I'll leave a forwarding address!
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Um, er, hello....long time no blog...missed ya...
I haven't blogged in so long I don't remember how!
Anyway, it doesn't matter. What matters is that winter is over, spring is in the air, and the colors are bringing life back to the landscape, and to my winter-addled brain! And I wonder: Is this how New Englanders became so taciturn - by losing the habit of speech during long winters when they were snowed in?
I don't know. All I know is that I can leave the house without swaddling myself in 20 pounds of clothing, and I can walk without feeling like I'm a ship being blown about at sea. Birds are singing, people are smiling, delicious plans are being made for summer -- oh sweet summer! But be careful what you wish for - the temperature has already climbed to 93 and it's only April (that was the day we decided to paint the front porch; Mensa candidates 'r' us!).
(By the way, is it just me, or do those tulips look a little David Lynch-ish?)