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I left my heart…

My home was my world when I was a kid, even knowing that there were places out there out of view, I think I thought those places would look exactly like my world.  I assume that kids see the world a little differently these days, even without traveling the world comes to us so vividly on TV and the computer.  I never appreciated what was around me until it wasn’t around me anymore.  I love the meandering stone walls that seem to be everywhere here.  I’m told that the rocks were unearthed as farmers tilled their land, and so they were used to define their fields.  They look quite random, like they just grew there on their own.  And then there are the cranberry bogs, a familiar sight in my coastal New England travels.  Massachusetts grows half the cranberry crop of the country, I know this since I googled it this morning, and they only grow in four other states.  I didn’t realize how much I liked seeing them until I was away and then came back and saw them again.  I didn’t stop for pictures the other day when the sun seemed to have this bog glowing, which is when it caught my eye.  After a day of rain it was sunny yesterday so I finally figured out a place to park the car and stopped for a few minutes.  Spotting scenes I’d like to take pictures of isn’t the problem, finding a place to pull the car over is the real issue.  If I’m now a snowbird I can truthfully say that my two worlds look nothing alike.  Florida has the sun and palm trees, and I love it.  But New England has the charm, and my heart…12-29bogs12-29bogs212-29bogs3

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Christmas, the day after…

I hate to admit this, but I remember thinking to myself, and in my memory I hear myself saying this in a very pouty voice, that now I had to wait 364 more days until Christmas would come again.  What a brat, and I recognized it at the time which is why I remember having that thought, and have always been ashamed of that particular memory.  What would have surprised me at the time, I think, is how the littlest things can make me so very happy these days.  People make me happy these days.  It’s a good feeling, like Christmas every day…12-26westyarmouth212-26westyarmouth312-26westyarmouth512-26westyarmouth612-26macroI found a little place to view the water in West Yarmouth today, and a great sale at the LL Bean store.  Now to get my little Lumix camera back to the proper settings.  It takes great pictures, like this holly, but somehow I have it out of whack.  It’s one of the things I was going to take care off after I retired, so what am I waiting for…

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Merry Christmas…

I really have been dreaming of a white Christmas, and I was greeted with one this morning, with more snow expected later on.  This trip has me reconnecting with friends and relatives that I haven’t seen in years, and that it’s happening at Christmas is a happy coincidence.  I hope everyone’s heart is as full as mine is right now.  I wish all the blessings of Christmas for each one of you.

And a photo or two for my nature photography friends back ‘home’.  Home being the name for where ever I’m not I guess…12-Christmasfrostedmoss12-Christmas12-Christmas212-Christmas3

Note to self, take the tripod out with you for macro photography…

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50 shades of Grey…

No, not the book, I’m talking about the beach.  Grey’s beach, which was appropriately named, at least it was today. The sky, the water, and even the stones lining the boat launch area were gray.  50 shades for sure.  And the wind whipping made me very glad to have the tripod.  I walked out onto that very long pier, thinking that as long as I was there I ought to see what everything looked like from that vantage point, but I decided to turn around.  Which got me back to that new van that I love, which is also gray, just as it started to pour down rain.  And that’s when I discovered that yes, I had locked the van, but I had failed to close the side door.  It probably doesn’t sound like a great morning but there are no guarantees when you head out, so I’m not complaining.  12-21secondtry12-21shades112-21shades212-21gray612-21gray7

 

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Dowses Beach…

My trip along the water the other day brought me to a familiar place.  Over the summer I took my sister’s grandson here for a day of fishing.  In the summer you have to pay to park, but the ranger let me slide on the parking fee when I promised to take a few pictures and leave.  There was no one to give me permission today, and not much going on but a seagull on the railing.  It was so peaceful being out and about on my own today.  And I’m loving the light here.

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Life is beachy….

Don’t ask me where I was exactly.  I was headed for a wildlife preserve that I saw on a map, but no one informed the GPS about the details, so it just dumped me. It said to turn left, but that turn looked more like a walking path.  Or perhaps I should have taken the message that you had to park at the road and walk into the preserve at face value.  Except I was at an intersection with no place to park.  It was time for plan B, so I headed in the general direction of the water and this is what I found.  Not at sunset, this was probably about 1 PM, but the thick clouds had some color from the sun.  First of many days of exploring on the Cape.

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