Thursday, June 30, 2011

oh frabjous day, callooh, callay,

julie, dear julie, is coming to stay

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

if you're a guest at this tea party

you must drink rain water from your wine goblet,
sip duckgrass stew from the soup tureen,
sit attentively on cushions of mint and clover,
and never turn your back on the dormouse.
(art installation, johnston, rhode island)

a particular welcome to the table to new followers:
abe, frederique, john & ellen

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

at the roger williams natural history museum in providence, rhode island

wild animals repose
birds perch within victorian folding screens
ships of glass sail on seas of sunlight.

Monday, June 27, 2011

mountain laurels bloom exuberantly,

fringing indian pond
like water-creatures wriggling their star-kissed fingertips in the air

Thursday, June 23, 2011

stairway to heaven?

just the ruins of madame sherri's 'castle,' chesterfield, new hampshire

welcome new followers: andrew, felipe, julian

i'm on the road for several days.
have a great weekend everyone.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

the architects of flowers must, among many things, consider

the trembling balance of butterflies
and the powdered weight of bees.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

is there anything more disarming

than a nearsighted fox?
but be mindful of your chicks...
a fox is a fox,
even in top hat and tie.

Monday, June 20, 2011

is this an ancient ruin?

musicians, poets, and pretenders,
all have passed this way.
lightning struck the stone steeple,
leaving a blackened scar.
no one prays here anymore...
unless you count the girl in her peasant skirt longing
for an invitation to dance.

the church, main street, brattleboro

Sunday, June 19, 2011

happy father's day

from one of the kids.

welcome to new followers, be you fathers or not:
photographe83, ricardo, isasfotoblog, and domin

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Friday, June 17, 2011

when the sun returns

it illuminates every petal, every facet of glass, every glad heart in the morning kitchen

Thursday, June 16, 2011

on monday i ate my first local strawberries of the season

which is your favorite...strawberries, raspberries, or blueberries?

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

lately the valleys

have clothed themselves in veils

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

rain soaked the brown earth

and stroked the patient beasts in their pastures

Monday, June 13, 2011

the rain-glazed road from brattleboro to canada...

is a silver ribbon threaded through a velvet green gown

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Saturday, June 11, 2011

Friday, June 10, 2011

Thursday, June 9, 2011

does shooting into other people's windows

make one a photographer in search of a subject,
a pervert subject to criminal action,
or something else all together?

i don't expect to find an answer to today's question quite so easily (unless bob chimes in)
but in response to yesterday's question about red barns:
(this explanation came from a site called wiki answers)
Centuries ago, European farmers would seal the wood on their barns with an oil, often linseed oil -- a tawny-colored oil derived from the seed of the flax plant. They would paint their barns with a linseed-oil mixture, often consisting of additions such as milk and lime. The combination produced a long-lasting paint that dried and hardened quickly. (Today, linseed oil is sold in most home-improvement stores as a wood sealant). Now, where does the red come from?

In historically accurate terms, "barn red" is not the bright, fire-engine red that we often see today, but more of a burnt-orange red.
  • Farmers added ferrous oxide, otherwise known as rust, to the oil mixture. Rust was plentiful on farms and is a poison to many fungi, including mold and moss, which were known to grown on barns. These fungi would trap moisture in the wood, increasing decay.

Regardless of how the farmer tinted his paint, having a red barn became a fashionable thing. They were a sharp contrast to the traditional white farmhouse.
As European settlers crossed over to America, they brought with them the tradition of red barns. In the mid to late 1800s, as paints began to be produced with chemical pigments, red paint was the most inexpensive to buy. Red was the color of favor until whitewash became cheaper, at which point white barns began to spring up.
Today, the color of barns can vary, often depending on how the barns are used.
My dad and grandpa have been farmers their entire lives and they used to tease us kids that the barn was red because it was the most noticeable when the snow was falling sideways and you could barely see because of the sleet and hail.

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Wednesday, June 8, 2011

did you ever wonder

why so many barns are painted red?

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

bird cage with rhododendron

someone has let all the birds free.
with exuberance they sing in the dawn.

Monday, June 6, 2011

when sandy came to share dinner with us she brought

a package too beautiful to open.
but i did open it to find...

peppermint-candycane fudge
(oh, baby).

sandy also brought a 'tick kit' because the little buggers frequently
hitch a ride home with me from the woods.
inside the little jar: ordinary dish soap.
instructions: saturate a cotton ball with said soap,
hold it on top of the burrowing tick for 15 seconds,
remove cotton ball...the tick should come away with it.

now can you think of two more thoughtful hospitality gifts?

Sunday, June 5, 2011

beautiful girl, beautiful cow, beautiful day

10th annual strolling of the heifers
brattleboro, vermont
june 4, 2011

Saturday, June 4, 2011

one afternoon, for two hours, every year

morris dancers bring 15th century dance
from old england to new england.
you, my dear friends, are so very clever.
have a wonderful weekend.

Friday, June 3, 2011

the magic

of the afternoon


Thursday, June 2, 2011

gravity is defied

as kerchiefs flutter
swords scrape
sticks clap

and dozens of bells chime with each step

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

theme day: construction

the marina, a favorite among locals and guests,
after a devastating fire one year ago
rises from her ashes
like a phoenix.