The first gusts of wind from the incipient storm are buffeting the few remaining leaves on the magnolia. It's a subtle warning of what's to come from Hurricane Sandy. I am grateful for all the other warnings we have regarding what's in store. Just one or two generations ago, this would be looking like just a dirty day in late autumn. Now at least we can prepare to some extent.
Camera: Canon EOS T3, Lensbaby Muse Processing: PSE
We are in the path of the Frankenstorm--hurricane coming up the coast that's expected to combine with a western storm to produce something just wicked nasty. We've had hurricanes and we've had nor'easters: this is supposed to be both. I'd be delighted if it's all hype, but it isn't sounding that way. We are as well prepared as we can be, so I expect we'll ride it out okay. But last year, we were out of power two days after Hurricane Irene and a whole week after the freak Halloween nor'easter, and we're being warned this could be worse. So I may appear to disappear from the blog and from reading and responding to your blogs--I promise it isn't disinterest. As Arnold said, "I'll be back."
We have several huge sugar maples on out property, so we're a few inches deep in leaves come late fall. The granddudes were over today. Aidan--aged 7-- suggested building a pile of leaves for them to jump into. We made one taller than he is, and the two boys spent the next hour or more blissfully leaping into it. It was joy to my soul to see these two kids who have been raised on video games and DVDs utterly delighting in a New England tradition that goes back hundreds of years. When their mom told them it was time to leave, suggesting that they needed to go home to rest, Craig (he's 4) demonstrated that he didn't need to go home to rest, since he was sleeping comfortably in the leaves!
You can't get more wholesome than a country fair (well, for the most part*.) Granddude Craig adored feeding the goats at the petting zoo. I got to take him on his first Ferris wheel ride. He's the one who wanted to go--I love the Ferris wheel but wasn't sure he would, but he asked for it. His little heart was pounding under my hand when we started off, but after one turn around, he looked up at me and flashed a big grin of delight. Seriously, granddudes turn me into a pool of melted jelly.
Camera: Canon EOS T3 Tamron 18-270 lens Processing: PSE
*We won't go into the whole thing about then woman gored by a bull because she was stupid enough to pay 20 bucks along with another seven people to stand in a ring drawn in the dust to be charged by a very big, very angry bull with very big horns. One has to wonder how many times they had hit the beer booth before they decided to do that.
Our daughter, Sierra, came home from college for a quick visit and wanted to be taken out to one of her favorite restaurants, Elizabeth's in Rocky Hill CT. The cool thing about Elizabeth's is that all but a very few dishes can be made gluten free, so I get to have an exquisite meal there--like this fantastic concoction of swordfish, shrimp and squid in a creamy sauce over (yes, GF) pasta.
...is to fill 52 themes, one a week for the year. Some weeks, maybe I'll try to find several photos to fit the themes. Others, I may spend more time trying to perfect one that seems best to represent the theme. Three years of a photo-a-day opened my eyes, now I want to hone my skills.