I remember this fellow, who we met in Cartago, Costa Rica. He grew the very best oranges and always had a smile and a warm greeting for us. This is one of my favorite pictures of Sylvia.
Today is her birthday. For that reason I invite you to join me in wishing her a very Happy Birthday.
Yesterday, January 6, was the 12th day of Christmas. It is also known as Epiphany or Three Kings Day. In this house, we observe that day, not with the giving of gifts as some do, but by making it the final day to display our Christmas decorations.
Even a look out the window left me feeling a bit sad. Light snow on the greenery spoke of very cold weather as winter deepens.
This year has been more like living in the freezer. At times like this, I tend to remember living in a place where palm trees grew and green plants flourished. Ahhh.
Today is the eight-year blogaversary of Secondary Roads. Out of curiosity, I looked for the first post. It is no longer in the archive. Out of good taste, I suspect the author deleted it.
By custom, I’d post an image with a number 8 to mark this occasion, but I think the above image above provides the better message. Otherwise you might see something like this:
Somehow this image seems out of place in this space. Secondary Roads is about living a plain and simple life. Shortly after Christmas, I found this in a daily devotional guide: “It was a simple [story] from an old friend living a simple life, reminding me that simple isn’t naive or stupid; it’s direct and unpretentious.”
Sounds like a good way to live. Hey look! A squirrel.
As we prepare to say goodbye to this year, here’s some of my favorite images from this blog during 2016.
The year started (January 2) with a celebration of seven years of Secondary Roads.
In January, the old windows came out of the office (left), which were replaced with new ones (right). Later, the rest of the windows would receive the same treatment.
Bleak February was made cheery by a visit from a good friend, Sharkey, of My Quality Day. Lots of music, singing, laughs and conversation ensued.
Relief came in sight as winter gave way to spring.
Spring means rain, and spring rain means a mess on our secondary road. It is part of the life that we have chosen and that we love.
Big excitement in April as a tractor fire closed off the road into Ionia.
We made a pet of a hornet who stayed out of swatter reach. (Sadly, he died a week later.) It is just as well. Some folks could neither understand nor abide the thought of making a pet of such a critter. (We really never wanted to pet him.)
I posted many, many pictures of flowers. Sylvia and I enjoy them so much.
Our granddaughter bring us much joy. We’ve watched her become established in her career. This year, she began a Master’s program in Nursing Education.
Wildlife outnumbers humans in our part of the world.
Do you know what bugs me?
It is storms that blow down trees.
As Halloween approached, workers finished the window replacement project.
This year saw our garden flourish. We’ve never had such rich harvests of jalapeños, butternut squash, zucchini, etc.
It has been a full year and while we are reluctant to see it go, we eagerly look forward to what the new year holds.
Sylvia joins me in wishing you and yours a healthy, happy and prosperous 2017.
What do you do on a sleepless night (if you ever have one of those)? Recently I faced that situation. I ended up in the office and looked out at the sodium vapor light that illuminates our house and barn and at night.
My view of that light from the office is through the limbs of an apple tree that is not properly pruned. (If it bore good apples, I’d take the time and expend the effort to prune the tree for good production. I’ve done that before.)
On this particularly night we had received a light snow that had frosted the branches of the apple tree. It made for an interesting sight.
I processed the image with Photoshop Elements to get an image that is more like what my eye perceived. It is only an approximation.
Reminds me of a giant spider web. Or maybe it’s a mutant sponge.
I thought that flash might help so I tried using that. With this result:
All the beautiful colors went away. Some sparkles from ice appeared, but this image only leaves me feeling cold.
I’m happy to report that after a medication change, I’ve not had any sleepless nights for some time now. I like that better.
This was yesterday, Friday, and it seemed so cute.
The light snow featured huge flakes and it would probably not last. At least that’s what the old man who didn’t check the forecast thought. So he just took a picture.
The secret to capturing the flakes in the image is to force your flash on. That’s a tip I learned from our good friend, Ratty.
One of my Facebook friends was very inspired by this. Proved it by posting this:
This behavior is benign. It’s the folks behind the wheel that make snow days scary. I’m talking about days like today.
As I am modestly sane, I’m staying inside. Well, not really. It’s time to go out to the barn and take the mower deck off the tractor and put on the scraper blade. I’ll be needing it soon. Very soon.