A picture is worth a thousand words … BUT, they don’t always tell the whole story. Sometimes a photo shoot can go terribly wrong when the two subjects start wrestling over “face time”.
Thought for the Day: Sometimes being a brother is even better than being a super hero. Marc Brown
Traveling along the back roads in Cherry County, NE, I came upon this horse feeder. No horses were in sight, but I needed this picture to explain what a horse feeder looked like.
I had used a horse feeder in an earlier blog about a prairie landscape I shot in northeast Nebraska near Niobrara. The feeder was almost completely overgrown with prairie grass and I had no idea what it was. Later, I learned it was a horse feeder; click here for the prairie landscape.
This photo is certainly no winner, horses would add some interest, but it’s worth a thousand words when trying to describe a horse feeder.
Thought for the Day: Horse sense is the thing a horse has that keeps it from betting on people. W. C. Fields
Counting the Days
Advent is the period leading up to Christmas, where time is taken to prepare for the celebration of Christ’s “coming”. The tradition was started by German Lutherans in the 19th century, beginning on the fourth Sunday before Christmas, which falls between November 27 and December 3. Today, most western Christian churches follow this custom, and light a candle for each Sunday leading up to December 25th..
The general public, however, has simplified the Advent season, probably for commercial reasons, by always starting on December 1st. This is a compromise date, so all commercial Advent calendars have 24 days starting on December 1st.
This little tyke, doesn’t know her numbers yet, let alone a calendar, but she sure enjoys sticking the “presents” and other Christmas symbols on the Advent tree.
Thought for the Day: There’s nothing sadder in this world than to awake Christmas morning and not be a child. Erma Bombeck
Single Mum Plant
In the spirit of Believe-It-Or-Not, this giant mum, a single plant mind you, has over 700 blooms on it. We happened to be there at the right time to see it in all of its glory, mid-October. It measures approx. 4′ high with a diameter to match. From a distance, it looks like a giant snow-cone.
It was found in the Conservatory (click here) at the Longwood Gardens, a 1,000 acre estate of the du Pont family near Kennett Square, Pennsylvania.
A guide told us there is an even bigger one with over 1,000 blooms, but would not be on display until all the blooms opened. These giant mums have been cultivated over many years by the world-class horticulturists of Longwood Gardens.
Thought for the Day: Gardens are not made by singing, “Oh, how beautiful!”, and sitting in the shade. Rudyard Kipling
The Longwood Gardens are part of a 1,000 acre estate owned by the du Pont family, located near Kennett Square, Pennsylvania. Originally owned by William Penn, George Pierce bought the property in 1700. Pierre S. du Pont bought the property in 1906 from the Pierce family to save the arboretum from being sold for its lumber.
Longwood Gardens Conservatory
The Conservatory is a day-long excursion in itself. Under one roof lies 4.5 acres of 5,500 different types of plants arranged in 20 different indoor gardens, fountains and architectural elements. There is the Orangery, Silver Garden, Acacia Passage, Orchid House, Palm House, Tropical Terrace and Mediterranean Garden to name a few.
Beautiful place, I just want to know who washes all those windows.
Thought for the Day: Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in overalls and looks like work. Thomas Edison
What happened here? There is a cross at the edge of the sea grass, above high tide, on the beach near the Chatham Light House on Cape Cod. The name, “Melissa”, is neatly engraved on the cross, and a pair of surf siders lay at its base.
This scene begs a lot of questions: Who is Melissa? How old was she? Is she buried here? (most likely not) Are these her shoes, or a friends? Who, what, why, when and where?
It was minutes before sunrise when I arrived; I came mainly to photograph the lighthouse (click here). But the beach was inviting, with its broad expanse of sand that stretches over 500 yards along the shoreline and easy access from a large paved public parking lot. It must be very popular in the summer. After shooting the lighthouse from the parking lot, I went down to the beach to get a different angle of the lighthouse. After some time, I came upon this cross. I was alone now, the sunrise seekers long gone from the parking lot. Peaceful, very quiet, except for nature sounds of seagulls, wind, and surf. I’m alone … with Melissa?
Thought for the Day: As long as you think you’re green, you will grow. As soon as you think you’re ripe, you’ll rot. Scott Horten
Cape Cod Road Sign
New England signage takes a while to get used to. I found this “Thickly Settled” sign on Cape Cod, and it’s a good example of parochial road signs.
Are they talking about the hedge? I mean is the area overgrown and visibility is poor so please slow down? Or the road; is the area full of “road hogs” so please be careful? Or, is the ground so compacted that you dare not leave the pavement for fear of blowing a tire?
Heavens no, my good man, it’s a polite way of saying, “The road is narrow, there is no shoulder, lots of rich people live here, and if you don’t slow down, you WILL get busted!”
Thought for the Day: Standing in the middle of the road is very dangerous; you get knocked down by the traffic from both sides. Margaret Thatcher