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Thursday, November 10, 2016
Monday, November 7, 2016
Painting 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
light of a southern fall sunset softly sweeps through the Spanish Moss and
reflects in the lagoon, painting a serene Dixieland evening in the Lowcountry of
Beaufort County, South Carolina.
Thursday, November 3, 2016
Autumn In Dixie ...
“I
was born and raised on a Carolina sea island and I carried the sunshine of the
low-country, inked in dark gold, on my back and shoulders.”
~ Pat Conroy
~ 1945-2016
Autumn’s
colors dance with Spanish Moss in the Dixieland breeze on a sunlit October day
in the Lowcountry of Beaufort County, South Carolina.
The
Legend of the Spanish Moss
The
story says that Gorez Goz, a bearded Spanish villain, journeyed to our shores
and spied a beautiful Indian maid. He bought her for a yard of braid and a
little bar of soap.
The
Indian maid was so afraid of this bearded beast that she fled cover over the hill
and glade with him in pursuit. Tiring, she climbed to the top of a tree, with
the Spaniard close behind. She dove from the tree to the stream below. The
villian’s beard and whiskers became entangled in the branches holding him back
while she got away.
Gorez
Goz’s life was at a loss, but his beard lives on as dangling Spanish Moss!
Saturday, October 22, 2016
Moon Over October ...
"Summer ends, and autumn comes,
and he who would have it otherwise
would have high tide always and
a full moon every night."
~ Hal Borland
~ 1900-1978
~ American author, journalist & naturalist
The autumn leaves that top this tree seem to reach out to welcome the rising October moon on a beautiful evening at Trexler Memorial Park, Allentown, Pennsylvania.
Thursday, October 20, 2016
Today ... It's Spring ... Video
The lilting beauty of the folk song "Today," recorded by the New Christy Minstrels in 1964, sets the melodious mood for this celebration of spring showcased in my original photos.
My greatest joy as a photographer is harmonizing my favorite original photos to music to create a lingering snapshot of the season ... Enjoy!
Also on my YouTune channel at
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oHZwiExDo-M
Tuesday, October 18, 2016
Traipsing In Belvidere Town ...
"Autumn carries more gold in its pocket
than all the other seasons."
~ Jim Bishop
~ 1907-1987
~American journalist, author
&
New Jersey native
Traipsing through Belvidere, New Jersey on a golden Indian Summer day near Thisilldous Eatery ... and crunchy piles of autumn leaves perfect for traipsing through on this November afternoon!
Belvidere, one of my very favorite places, is a charming, Victorian town located on the banks of the Pequest and Delaware Rivers.
Wednesday, October 12, 2016
Tuesday, October 4, 2016
Monday, October 3, 2016
Autumn Country ...
“falling
leaves hide the path so quietly.”
~ John Bailey
~ "Autumn,"
a haiku year, 2001
It's indeed autumn country on a gorgeous October day at the historic Hopewell Farm. As sunset tiptoes closer, you can hear the wonderful crunch of leaves that sings of autumn and gently breaks the quiet as you walk the path by the Hopewell henhouse, where Dominique chickens dally before sundown.
It's indeed autumn country on a gorgeous October day at the historic Hopewell Farm. As sunset tiptoes closer, you can hear the wonderful crunch of leaves that sings of autumn and gently breaks the quiet as you walk the path by the Hopewell henhouse, where Dominique chickens dally before sundown.
Hopewell
Farm is part of Hopewell Furnace National Historic Site in southeastern Berks County near Elverson, Pennsylvania,
an example of an American 19th century rural “iron plantation.” The buildings
include a blast furnace, the ironmaster’s house and auxiliary structures
including a blacksmith’s shop, a company store and several worker’s houses.
Hopewell Furnace
was founded in 1771 by ironmaster Mark Bird for whom Birdsboro was named. The
site’s most prosperous time was during the 1820–1840 period with a brief boom
in production during the American Civil War. In the mid-19th century changes in
iron making, including a shift from charcoal to anthracite rendered smaller
furnaces like Hopewell obsolete. The site discontinued operations in 1883.
Today, Hopewell Furnace consists of 14 restored structures in the core historic area, 52 features on the List of Classified Structures, and a total of 848 mostly wooded acres. Hopewell Furnace National Historic Site is located in the Hopewell Big Woods and surrounded by French Creek State Park on three sides and the State Game Lands to the south which preserves the lands the furnace utilized for its natural resources.
Today, Hopewell Furnace consists of 14 restored structures in the core historic area, 52 features on the List of Classified Structures, and a total of 848 mostly wooded acres. Hopewell Furnace National Historic Site is located in the Hopewell Big Woods and surrounded by French Creek State Park on three sides and the State Game Lands to the south which preserves the lands the furnace utilized for its natural resources.
The Dominique, also known as Dominicker or Pilgrim Fowl, is a breed of chicken (Gallus gallus domesticus) originating in the United States
during the colonial period. It is considered America’s oldest breed of chicken,
probably descending from chickens brought to New England from southern England
during colonial times. By the 19th century, they were widely popular and were
raised in many parts of the country. Dominiques are a dual purpose breed, being
valued for their meat as well as for their brown eggs. They weigh 6 to 8 pounds
at maturity. In earlier times, their feathers were much sought after as
stuffing for pillows and mattresses.
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