A couple of great sets from these folks at Concerts in the Garden in Chester, CT. Band and venue highly recommended! See post below.
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There’s a nice description of full moon names here. This view is from the Essex Dock, looking east across the CT River toward Old Lyme. The tide is coming in, right to left.
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A bit of the back story of this bridge, built without any mortar circa 1853, can be found on the Historical Society of Cheshire County‘s site here.
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I missed the flowering prime of these peony blooms, but nonetheless found a beauty even more compelling in its starkness (and playfulness – think underwater). That night a severe thunderstorm came through, and the next day, all the petals here had fallen away, leaving only those magnificent earthen ruby-colored seed pods.
** The response by Zen Master Shunryu Suzuki, to a student’s request that he distill his teachings on the Way into their simplest possible form.
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This balloon was airborne each morning I was out, probably lifting off before sunrise. I like how the wind and air currents are implied in this image, and how the rows of corn look a bit like underwater vegetation. It’s a glimpse of that huge ocean of air we all live in.
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The trip to Lancaster County might have been called “The Clothesline Tour”, for all the laundry hanging out to dry around the countryside. Here, the hand mower and some of the clothing also suggest an Amish presence.
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One morning at breakfast in our B&B in Lancaster County, we sat opposite a wonderful couple from Bethlehem PA. Hearing we were from New England, the man asked what had brought us to the area. I thought for a second or two on how best to answer (rural area? farms and fields? the Amish?), then simply said “corn”. It was like hitting the jackpot. He instantly understood, and then we were off – riffing animatedly on our appreciation of corn fields – for altogether too long a time, I suppose, given the social situation (but such is the beauty of both long term relationships and bed and breakfasts). What he loved most about corn was the music of the wind through the stalks – that soft rustling sound – equal parts melodic and percussive. Later in the day, out in the countryside, I repeatedly took the time to listen to the wind, and that sound.
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There’s virtually nothing in this image that couldn’t also be found in the last century or two. I’m drawn to this quality of timelessness like a moth to flame, and found it – in abundance – on a recent trip to Lancaster County.
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