Showing posts with label morning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label morning. Show all posts

Thursday, July 27, 2017

Summer Morning At Rex's Bridge ...



“It was a splendid summer morning and it seemed as if nothing could go wrong.”
                  ~ John Cheever
                   ~ 1912-1982

A stunning summer morning frames the historic beauty of Rex’s Covered Bridge, North Whitehall Township, Pennsylvania in late August.

Though diminutive in size, it’s well-traveled in this picturesque rural area where it crosses the Jordan Creek.

The wooden 150-foot-long Burr Truss bridge was constructed in 1858. It has narrow horizontal siding and a gable roof. It was listed on the National Register of Historic Places in 1980.

Thursday, April 20, 2017

Good Morning Dixie ...



“Oh, I wish I was in the land of cotton
Old times they are not forgotten
Look away, look away, look away Dixieland
Oh I wish I was in Dixie, away, away

In Dixieland I take my stand to live and die in Dixie
For Dixieland, that’s where I was born
Early Lord one frosty morn
Look away, look away, look away Dixieland

Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
His truth is marching on …”

                 ~ “An American Trilogy”
             ~ songwriters Don Reedman, Nick Patrick and Robin Smith
          ~ recorded by the great Elvis Presley
                                           ~ 1972

The peace of a beautiful southern fall morning floats along with the Colleton River in the Lowcountry of Beaufort County, South Carolina on a late October day in Dixie.

Thursday, August 11, 2016

Wisp Of A Summer Morn ...




“Many a forenoon have I stolen away, preferring to spend thus the most valued part of the day; for I was rich, if not in money, in sunny hours and summer days, and spent them lavishly; nor do I regret that I did not waste more of them in the workshop or the teacher’s desk.”

                       ~ Henry David Thoreau
                                  ~ 1817-1862
                            ~ “Walden”
                 ~originally published August 9, 1854

To me, there’s nothing so beautiful in nature as a summer morning, and Thoreau’s words seamlessly flow through this image of milkweed basking in the morning sun that I shot on a brilliant August day at Trexler Nature Preserve, Schnecksville, Pennsylvania.

If we all had more sunny hours and summer days, how much richer – and happier – we’d all be.