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.

Marie Antoinette's Lookout on the road to Wyalusing

Look out Mademoiselle!
I don’t think they liked your cake joke...

a blustery day...

"I told you I DON'T LIKE RUNNING!...anyway, the eagle wasn't chasing ME..."
"What do you mean not outdoorsy? I'm out bloody doors now. I just prefer to WALK!"
A sewage truck drives past. It has 'We seek perfection' printed under the company logo...seems an odd place to look.

On the High Line...

Goosey goosey gander
Gazing down at gutsy Gotham
Grateful for the graceful grasses

The high line is a landscaped walkway made from an obsolete railway track. It runs from steps at Gaanzevoort in the meatpacking district towards Central Park.

Monday afternoon...

The local supermarket sells boxes of 'deer attracting' salts.
On the back of the box, it says the products can be used to bring deer to a particular spot for photos or research.
On the front of the box the deer is pictured sitting beside a smiling man. They look happy in each others company.
A cross-hair target is printed over the deer's heart.

5th October

Doe a deer a baby deer.
Ray a drop of golden sun

4th October

We have a deer living under the porch.
It is "archery season"
Do we make it a fluoro jacket or a camouflage vest?

Leaving New York

2nd October 2009

I'll pass on breakfast at Tiffanys, if I can have lunch in Grand Central Station...

30th September

Old Amsterdam...
Fiets...Tulp...klomp (at least that's what it said on my sandwich wrapper)


Chicken or beef? Chicken or beef? Chicken or beef? Chicken or beef?Chicken or beef? Chicken or beef? Chicken or beef? Chicken or beef?


6 hours later in New Amsterdam...
Wasabi Almonds...Yellow cab...Diner