When my daughter moved out of New York I remember thinking that I’d be sad not to drive there from MD in August and see the sugar maples beginning to turn color in anticipation of fall. And I would miss the ride on 81 N through Hazleton, PA where I would see spectacular early morning color in the valley as I drove on the road above, skirting a mountain which meant that the scene just kept revealing itself as I drove. That was amazing.
And now it’s my son’s house in NY that I won’t be visiting again after this, except for a quick high school graduation trip soon. Then they’ll be moving back to FL, so it’s good news really. But I was aware of this and came here wondering if the deer would visit, and if I would I see some pretty farmland to photograph. So far so good…
I saw a deer out back almost as soon as I got here on Friday night. I was able to sneak out the sliding glass door onto the screened porch, and then out the screen door and onto the steep back steps for these shots. The back yard is a steep slope, too steep to mow, so the birds, winter wrens according to Merlin’s best guess, were enjoying the weeds and singing up a storm out there. The deer stood still, watching me, and then disappeared into the woods. She was back again this morning and maybe I was sneakier because she went about her business. As soon as I got a few shots I went back inside and left her to munch away on those white flowers.
On the way to dinner last night I stopped for a quick iPhone shot of this farm. I can’t wait to get out there today and see what else I see out there…
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