Hula Hoops

There must be a hula hoop resurgence. On Saturday we saw them at the farmer's market and then again at the Common Ground Fair. they sure are a lot more colorful than the one I used to have.

Remembering Leo

A few weeks ago, we had a memorial service for Leo Kimball. He has been gone for three years. This pitcher was his mother's and it is exquisite in it's simplicity. Just like Leo. He would have gotten such a charge out of Maisie and she out of him. Sophie and Jack would have rocked his world, too.

Leo, here's to you and thanks for looking out for us.

What a Beautiful Wreck...she is.

Feeling more Fall-like

More iconic Autumnal images. The cooler weather makes Notorious D-O-G very happy because now she can go on longer rides with me in the car. Here she is going to work with me in York.

The Accoutrements of Sleep

Having problems sleeping? Perhaps you just don't have enough "stuff" (variety and numbers) in bed with you.

reduce, REUSE, recycle

What's says "Fall" more than an aromatic fire outdoors in a firepit?

Here is an ingenious re-use of a washing machine's innards,complements of John "Grampie" Emerson.

It's the wood that makes it good.

Over the next few months I am planning on doing a photo series of iconic images of autumn.

WOOD.

Early September

These early days of September are imbued with their own brand of wonderful capable of bringing me to my knees with prayerfulness and filling me with a sense of home. The sounds of late summer include the rustle of the fields as they begin to put on their winter coats of brown and yellow while all the while the crickets hum their anthems to being here. The firmament is an infinite shade of blue and the sun has a warmth that is incomparable any other time of the year.

Today was one of these days and Maisie and I spent the morning with Jess and Eliot at Little Alaska Farm. There is nothing like the pungent waft of poultry and fowl excrement to awaken your senses and feel closer to the land.