Home again, home again, clickety click.
Oren's daily roast, automatic transmission, not so fierce creatures, we're missing you already.

Daydreams on Elm street

Day dreaming on Elm street. If it wasn't for all the pumpkins...

Mowing the law.

Our lawn is being trimmed by a very big mower.
We were sunbathing, but now we are hiding inside for fear of being swept into the blades.
We hope the possum, the deer, the rabbit, the chickens, the cat and the fox stay away, today.
There is a new fire warning sign in the kitchen, too.
It tells us to direct the fire engine to the corner of Rattle Snake hill.
We wonder what may be hiding in the grass...

Leaf peeping

Sunday afternoon - far from lazy

When we go for a walk we accumulate dogs, adding at least one more from every farm we pass.
First, they bark at us, a lot.
Then, they follow us all the way out and back again to our front door.
They sit on the lawn and stare through the windows.
Some of them play together.
After a while they go away, but sometimes we have to shut the curtains and turn off the lights.

SNOW!!!!!!

Now, I wasn't expecting this....

the Taconic State Parkway

The end of the endless mountains, more trees than you can shake a stick at.