â€œCount the garden by the flowers, never by the leaves that fall. Count your life with smiles and not the tears that roll.â€ ~ Anonymous Colors down near by boy’s school. Pano below. â€œCount the garden by the flowers, never by the leaves that fall. Count your life with smiles and not the tears that…
Vermont’s a place where barns come painted Red as a strong man’s heart Where stout carts and stout boys in freckles Are highest forms of art.â€ ~ Robert Tristram Coffin Though hampered by the overcast sky, I was still able to capture a little of the beauty of this Vermont home.
â€œHome is not where you live, but where they understand youâ€ ~ Christian Morganstern (1871 â€“ 1914) German poet My grandad had a Dutch Colonial style house – see the barn-like roof profile? Lots of room in the attic. I’d love to own a 5000 sq foot dutch colonial :D.
Just another beautiful landscape in Vermont.
The maple sugar house I visited uses the one fuel they have plenty of for distilling the syrup – trees. Maple sap is 98% water, so it has to be boiled down quite a bit to make the syrup we all love.
A sugar house is where maple sap is boiled down to maple syrup.
â€œThere are some people who live in a dream world, and there are some who face reality; and then there are those who turn one into the other.â€ ~ Douglas H. Everett On an overcast day in Vermont, this house just looked kind of dreamy. Here’s a posterized view:
The trees are God’s great alphabet:With them He writes in shining greenAcross the world His thoughts serene.~Leonora Speyer This little one-room barn is on my way to work – abandoned, and being eaten by this tree.
“How strange this fear of death is! We are never frightened at a sunset.” ~ George MacDonald, Scottish author, poet and Christian minister (1824 â€“ 1905), particularly for his poignant fairy tales and fantasy novels Just another sunset outside my front door – wish I had a direct view of the western hills, but no, I…
â€œWhen birds burp, it must taste like bugs.â€ ~ Bill Watterson I am a birder, and look forward to taking my kids out to the various game reserves. In the meantime, I think I need to buy some bird feeders – or a designer bird house from this guy along Hwy J17 near Turlock, CA.
â€œWater is life’s mater and matrix, mother and medium. There is no life without water.â€ ~Albert Szent-Gyorgyi (Hungarian Biochemist, 1937 Nobel Prize for Medicine, 1893-1986) This water house is at a small local farm reservoir, pumping water through the culverts used to water the local orchard (see yesterday’s photo).
Many a man who pays rent all his life owns his own home; and many a family has successfully saved for a home only to find itself at last with nothing but a house. ~ Bruce Barton Two of my neighbors have to move because their landlords are being foreclosed on. The guy across the…