……a December to March pictorial trek.
This is the excitement of life-
darkness alternating with light,
down dancing with up,
and inactivity being absolutely essential
to the most fulfilling experiences of all.”
“Our life is frittered away by detail….Simplify, simplify.”
…….Henry David Thoreau
Woodpile by SH
I find this stacking and piling of wood settling and pleasing. Notice how the pieces are fitted and arranged and ….free standing with the ends being arranged to support the arrangement. Art and detail.
Textiles in the Cove
To have eyes without imagination must be a sad state of affairs.
…C. Fudge……although I may have been influenced by Anne of Green Gables 🙂
Whites’ Wharf…a different perspective.
Icicles and Stage
Granpa’s Stage in Winter
No connors today.
View from my window.
“Do what you can, with what you have, where you are.”
Where are the gnomes?
Love this guy..and what a deal..paid $10.00 for him.
Across the Road.
“Your true home is in the here and now, it is the door to each single moment.”
……….Thich Nhat Hank
We have only had a few days of snowfall this winter and then a few days later it is mostly melted. It sure is pretty and pristine when it does fall. Happy winter and hopefully spring will soon be here!
Photos L. Fudge
…..enjoy the scenery while on a detour. (Anonymous)
We spent some time in Eastport in October 2017 and enjoyed many delicious meals, shows and activities. Finding ourselves with some time to spare between activities, we decided to hike the Sandy Cove Look-Out trail. It was an overcast dreary day and the hike was uphill but not very long.
The trail winds through trees and is fairly nondescript, but I always like to finish a trail once I have started, so we kept going.
We have to take personal responsibility for uplifting our lives. The Sacred Path of the Warrior Chogyam Trungpa
The trail was wet, dark and grey.
At the top, the Canadian flag flies precariously in the wind.
In summer, beautiful Sandy Cove beach is a favourite of mine.
My husband saw this beautiful Caribou Moss and took photos.
It was the bright spot of the hike and I am so glad we took the detour.
“But,in my simple ignorance, suppose
That self-same Power that brought me there
brought you.” The Rhodora Ralph Waldo Emerson
photos L & C Fudge
followed by a 5 km trek.
An early morning rise, with the warm, velvet liquid of my tea going slowly and longingly down my throat. My eyes are closed to savour each welcome mouthful.
I open my eyes and see my scraggly spruce having, what appears to be, a venomous, aggressive debate. There is much pointing of fingers and threatening swaying back and forth, perhaps they are severely disgruntled with their unkempt appearance. This continued for most of the day. I trusted that they would end it peacefully.
Today they seem to be more settled and are standing tall and rooted. They seem to know their importance. I like that about trees, they have a strong sense of self.
Gerald Squires wrote the following about trees.
by Gerald Squires
His paintings bring our barren, rustic landscape …….to, to….just what they are…it’s as if you are seeing the real thing. His notes and writings which are found in Gerald Squires by Stan Dragland, were to me an unexpected find. This is a book that really should be bought and read.