Showing posts with label frogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label frogs. Show all posts

Thursday, July 18, 2013

From Random Mornings in July

Because of work, real estate school, and our recent string of rainy days (hallelujah!), I haven't been taking as many photographs. 

But I do have a growing collection of random morning shots I've been wanting to share with you... 




This is a common sight on our walks.

Max is a water dog, but Belle loves dirt. Every soft patch of caliche we come to...which means every few feet... she plops down and wallows, dragging her nose through it, rolling on her back, pawing...with a look of pure joy on her face. 

Inevitably, a line from Monty Python's "Search for the Holy Grail" pops in my mind: "There's some lovely filth down here, Dennis!"

(If you have no idea what I'm talking about, click on the link and watch the video. I'll warn you, though...it's pure sillines!)




This is a section of our driveway, about an eighth of the total length.

See the rock piled on either side? 
Tom's been collecting them for ages now for his current project: paving the entire driveway. 




A few morning pinks still dot the Hollow.
They're a great illustration for "Bloom where God plants you", aren't they?



Why are they so afraid of me?
Silly doves.



I cut my leg on a barbed wire fence when I was six. 
So it's kind of weird that I still love them, isn't it?



One morning the cardinals carried on a long conversation all around me. 
I could hear one near me and finally tracked him to the top of this tree, singing his heart out.   



I spotted this handsome frog down by our little pond. 

He's definitely not alone, though. Last night there was a wild frog ruckus going on down there, celebrating all the rain we've gotten lately. 

It's hard to believe such a tiny thing can be so loud!



Tom's mermaid, who lives in the little pond, catching some morning sun rays.
No, I'm not jealous.
Well, maybe just a little.

I hope you enjoyed the walk through my Hollow! 
I'm very grateful I have the chance almost every morning to enjoy the beauty around us.

In every walk with nature one receives fare more than he seeks. 
~John Muir

P.S. Please keep my parents in your thoughts and prayers. They're both in the hospital right now.
  Thank you!

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Down at the Swimmin' Hole

We're having spring/summer-ish days here (I'm sorry, Northeast!)
 Max needs to go swimming to stay cool.

Our little pond is so much better than one of those little plastic things you get at Walmart.






Belle would rather stay on the side, thank you very much. 



She's a dirt dog, not a water dog.



And she loves Max.



Waiting his turn to go in the pool, um, I mean pond.



My house, reflected.



Work of my artist-husband. More about this HERE.








(Do you see the water birds? 
I knew when I saw these at Goodwill, we'd find a place for them.)


Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

By Tom

He gave me my first real 35mm camera and taught me how to use it.
When mine was stolen, he let me use his.

He bought me my first DLSR and conspired to get me my beautiful Mac that makes life as a writer and photographer so much easier.

So of course he has carte blanche when he wants to wander off with my camera to take some photos, like these down by the little pond this past weekend...
(I just did a little cropping and editing.)