trees in sleeves of silver

don't you just love winter bling?

may 2009 end gently and 2010 shine for you all.

happy new year, dear friends, and thank you for making each day so joyful!

baaaaa...

it's too cold, even with my winter woolies on.

stay warm everyone.

snowshoe shuffle

mr. brattcat and baby brattcat out for a walk in the new snow

Monochrome monday: another view of the Retreat

the sun shone today.

it was glorious to see it again.

pawing through the snow

to get to a bit of grass

house detail

this house has been undergoing extensive restoration work.

it had been in such glum spirits, but the prospects are definitely looking up.

Merry Christmas

whether you observe christmas or not,

may your homes be filled with light and joy.

a delightful gathering

my dear friend, simkitty, hosted a festive meal on sunday

may you all be surrounded by those you love.

eat, drink, be merry.

mondel bread

my grandmother's recipe never included chocolate chips,

but i think she'd forgive me for this one little alteration in the old family recipe.

may your holiday be filled with sweetness

our younger daughter has crossed an ocean

to climb this stairway once again.

do you have a 'coming home for the holiday' memory to share?

monochrome monday: bubbles of light

frozen in place

through the frosted pane

you can just barely make out the roof line of the house next door.

early morning light

from the inside:

my daughter made this sculpture several years ago.

she does not love it, but i do.

from the outside:

the rising sun slants across the attic and

spills light through her sculpted doorway for only a moment each day.

this always makes me smile.

the roof of wendy's barn

wears a snow white mantle

don't let the blue sky fool you

baby, it's cold outside.

bless the carolers

the winter we moved into our first home in vermont,

carolers appeared on our doorstep a few nights before christmas.

imagine these strangers, braving the cold, bringing holiday cheer.

would any of you care to share your experience with carolers?

for birdman...

can't wait 'til you're dancing again

thank you all for your good wishes on sunday's post

monochrome monday: decades of darkness

on the windowsill

the tarnished brass is

waiting to spread light

365th post!!!!

how time flies!

thank you all for your comments,

for your humor, companionship, and kindness over this past year.

it's been such fun sharing the world with you.

wild horses

this is the last in a series of three horse sculptures

exhibited over the past year at the Brattleboro Museum and Art Center

skywatch friday: vanishing act

a cloud settles its plump white rump over mount wantastiquet,

making it disappear

once the town high school

now the town offices...

you come here to get absentee ballots, pay parking tickets, research a deed.

what do your town offices look like?

the last cauliflower

mr. brattcat brought in the last cauliflower.

it had snow on it.

brattcat steamed it in wine,

drizzled mustard/mayo sauce over it,

grated a cheddar cheese cap over its lovely head

and baked it until it was golden brown.

yummmmmmmmm.

apples in the afternoon

we ate them with tea

and black walnuts cracked open by a hammer.

monochrome monday: curses, foiled again

portland, maine...

so very beautiful,

but beware of tin infestations

(you might want to enlarge this one...if you dare)

portland, maine: from my hotel window

a beautiful stay in portland

made even lovelier

by the bewitching Birdman

and the enchanting Elenka.

cheers!

it's beginning to look a lot like christmas

at the brattleboro food co-op

i'll be back tomorrow.

i hope something today made you smile.

skywatch friday: sun setting in a tempestuous sky

this is why we didn't get to see much of that gorgeous full moon

i'm still on the road.

enjoy the weekend.

this old house thursday: perhaps my favorite house in brattleboro

doesn't this place look as if some behemoth of a creature carried it across the ocean from england and dropped it here in vermont?

i'm on the road again for a few days but i've scheduled posts to appear during my absence.

on the back road to dummerston

this farm clings to the side of a hill,

its two horses gawping from a small field,

its two dogs grizzling in the dooryard

Theme Day: Waiting

to perform

Click here to view thumbnails for all participants

train geometry

when I was a child my brother's erector set was off limits.

the power grid of trains is off limits to me, too.

but i am drawn to these structures just as i was once drawn to my brother's skeletal constructions.

back side

this is what our town looks like from behind:

crotchety buildings hovering over railroad tracks

a drowsy river, and power line perches for pigeons.

live long and prosper

this lawn art goes where no lawn art has gone before

thank you all for your wonderful anniversary wishes!

thirty-eight years ago we tied the knot...

and he still hasn't figured out how to untie it

giving thanks

one of the things i am most thankful for on this fourth thursday in november

is the cdpb community.

you have enriched this beautiful blue planet with your images and your words.

can you guess

where i've been?

it would be so fine to see your face at my door

brattcat's brattcat waiting

now, look...

someone has gone and let the horse out of the barn.

i'll be back tomorrow.

school dance

gourds on one side,

squash on the other

i'm still away.

hope you danced this weekend.

the view from my attic

was glazed with rain

i'll be out of town for a few days but thanks to the patient instructions from Julie of Sydney Eye

i've been able to schedule posts.

have a great weekend everyone.

the sky was casting cloud seeds

I watched as they took root

shadow and light

bony fingered tree shadows

tickle clapboard ribs

never the same from moment to moment

and always rushing toward the sea

indian summer

like the breath of a baby on its mother's cheek

things that are orange...

traffic cones, tiger lillies, life preservers,

cantaloupe, marmalade, candy corn

ummm...what else?

tree stump

rotten to the core and yet still a thing of beauty

stone

what a beautiful building material the land provides

thank you all for your cloud comments yesterday.

what fun to hear the clouds speaking such wisdom with so many different accents.