I’m taking a moment aside from my regularly scheduled blog to bring you this special Vive la France post.
We’ll always — always always always — have Paris.
I know that all of our hearts are in Paris this week…and my heart is with my special Paris friend, Carol Gillott of Paris Breakfasts. […]
Merci to Amazon.com for photo.
My WiFi is not letting me upload photos for today’s post,
and these are my I.T. guys:
As soon as the site unfreezes
(my backup plan is to rely on global warming)
I will have a an amazing story to tell you,
another mountain made outta my molehill life.
We left the house at 3:40 PM and got to the edge of the Long Island Sound at 4:10 — barely in time to watch the sun set on the shortest day of the year.
Nobody else was on the beach, maybe because of the wind chill that made it feel as if it were 17 […]
I was talking to my brother yesterday about a mutual acquaintance.
OK, I was enumerating to my brother some of the dire personality flaws of this mutual acquaintance.
My brother interrupted me and asked, “Is he really that bad? Because, you know, you can be very critical.”
Critical? Moi? I said, “I’m not critical! I just happen to be […]
James Alexander Malloy, C Co., 175th Infantry, 29th Division.
This is the last photo ever taken of Pvt. Malloy; it is May 1944 and he is in Cornwall, England, finishing up his training with the 29th Division for the invasion of Europe. He will go in on Omaha Beach on D-Day + 1, in what is […]
Top Cat and I took the hybrid upstate into the Northern Tier (of The Empire State) above the Snow Line. We went to the town of East Meredith to visit our canine cousins Malcom and Lily, and to toast the memory of one fine dog, Angus Braveheart. Here’s some Upstate New York Dog Happiness for you […]
Angus, the Airedale in the middle (above), lives on a 70-acre estate [old farmland with woods and a pond] in upstate New York. He has been waging a valiant battle to recover from injuries that he sustained three weeks ago, probably from a hunter’s high powered rifle — it took Angus three days to crawl […]
A squirrel loves a pumpkin.
Baby pumpkins love a pumpkin. [All photos were taken Nov. 11, a warmish day that was just right for walking around the neighborhood peeping at pumpkins.]
Afternoon sunlight loves a pumpkin, or two, or four.
Pumpkins waiting for the mailman love a pumpkin.
Zombies love a pumpkin. Pumpkin innards remind them of human brains.
Peek-a-Boo pumpkins […]
November 1: I’m excited about Fall, and ambitious. I’ll paint the most complicated leaves I can find.
November 7: Ooooooo. The first REDS. There’s a leaf from the Japanese maple in the front yard in there, which has just turned from dull maroon into brilliant vivid crimson.
November 17: Here’s how I learn all about BROWN, and […]