Talking last week with Tracy, my dental hygienist, about summer flower gardens – got me thinking of this shot.
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Talking last week with Tracy, my dental hygienist, about summer flower gardens – got me thinking of this shot.
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I found myself looking at this image a long time. It could very well be called Design.
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The Quiet Valley Quilting Guild has sponsored an annual Quilt Festival, currently held on the 2nd weekend after Labor Day, for the past 17 years. 220 quilts were entered this year, including one from a 7 year old. Above is a section from Nelli Knapp’s “My Zen Quilt”.
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40 feet up in the air, two generations of the Flying Wallendas ride bicycles across a tightrope. Check out how the woman is balancing on a chair. They performed at the Guilford Fair, which dates back to 1859.
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There are some photographs that just cry out for more than my usual (i.e., minimal) post-processing, which I mostly refrain from doing. But sometimes I like to see where it goes …
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The Marginal Way is a 1.5 mile path along the spectacular Ogunquit shoreline, and this is the view as you approach the north end. I’m not sure that late summer day could have been any more beautiful.
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Shortly after the eye of Hurricane Irene passed over the CT shoreline, many of us ventured out to survey the damage. This 70 ft fir, at the Ivoryton Playhouse, quickly became the most photographed tree in town, a symbol of the destruction and power of the storm. It fell toward the building, the top just grazing the front doors when it landed. Two days later, only the standing trunk remained. All things must pass.
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Lexy is one of three Haflingers that share the pastures with a number of other horses and a burro. It’s always nice to come around the corner and see where they’re all at and what they’re up to. Most of the time they’re grazing, sometimes at the fence waiting for the evening rations, occasionally just galloping around the fields, and, every once in awhile, someone will be on the ground kicking the air. In this shot, she seems to be in a peaceful state of relaxation (do horses meditate?); I think short of sleeping as we were just interacting a minute before.
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