Tuesday, December 27, 2016
We seem to be in the middle of the lazy days of the holiday. Nobody is reading blogs right now, so I figured I'd share this as a mark of the times, and come back in a couple days when everyone is home, exhausted, and ready to do something enjoyable, like just reading. This couldn't typify the apparent mood any better. These were our two granddaughters "relaxing" in the canoe. There was a front approaching that would kick up the wind and bring it around on the nose. I was trying to get them to lay on the paddles a bit more to get in before our conditions turned foul, but they just couldn't be bothered. If they had been any more blase', they would have rolled right out of the canoe. It's a good thing the Micmac has good initial stability. We were still a mile from the landing when the wind hit. It wasn't anything to be concerned about safety-wise, but being right on the nose, gave them some time to consider the cost of their indolence.
Monday, December 26, 2016
The iron master's home.
The paymaster's office. Workers would walk up one side, turn
in their pay sheet, collect their pay, cross over and walk down
the steps on the other side.
This would have been the stables and shop, but is now the
general store and site of the ice cream challenge.
The old mill is now the Appalachian Trail Museum.
Thursday, December 22, 2016
Thursday, December 15, 2016
Tuesday, December 13, 2016
Tuesday, December 6, 2016
Saturday, December 3, 2016
Thursday, December 1, 2016
Saturday, November 26, 2016
Wednesday, November 23, 2016
Sunday, November 20, 2016
The ground was covered with finger-sized holes where the
Cicadas had returned to the surface.
This one didn't know the difference between a
tree and a tire.
This was just between two roots of the tree, but the surrounding
ground all around was covered with a blanket of dead cicadas.