Showing posts with label State of the Settlement. Show all posts
Showing posts with label State of the Settlement. Show all posts

Saturday, December 21, 2019

Will It Go Round In Circles?

East woodpile. The Cottage. Moose River, NY, October 5, 2019.                                                                              

Friday, December 6, 2019

A Veery Story: Part Pain

I'm not sure it sounds like the narrator is teary-eyed and afraid at the prospects but I can assure you of one thing: he was scared as hell. It was a very long hour for more than one of the principles. A little birdie claims this all ends well, though, so hang in there.

A Veery Story: Act 3

 

Hard to hold a camera steady when you're shocked and thrilled and crying.

Thursday, November 28, 2019

And It Stoned Me To My Soul

Edmund's descendant contemplates the universe. Moose River, New York, May 3, 2019.                                 

Thursday, November 14, 2019

Almost Eight Seconds Of New

After twenty-plus years noticing things in Moose River, I never saw a chipmunk (OK; HAS to be a Wilson by attitude and fortitude and gumption and/or something) drink from the wheelbarrow. But now I have. And now you can too.   Behind The Cottage, Moose River, New York, October 19, 2019.

Wednesday, October 9, 2019

Sunday, September 8, 2019

Monday, September 2, 2019

North Of Lilo's Bridge


Just a picture from a very dry spell; two hours later it started raining steadily, not hard but perfect; I thought of the toads and snakes and birds and everyone else I could think of and smiled as the drops bounced off the tin and headed homeward.  MJ

Sheila

Sheila, this weekend's only Wilson. Moose River, New York, September 2, 2019.

Sunday, August 25, 2019

Sunday, July 21, 2019

Ulterior Motives...But Good Ones

                 A closely watched Robertshaw warms the kitchen on a cold, dark afternoon.                      Moose River, New York, June 3, 2019.