Happy Halloween!

"From ghoulies and ghosties

And long-leggedy beasties

And things that go bump in the night

Good Lord, deliver us!"

Scottish prayer

beachy things are sometimes Orange

A collage of gifts from Ma Nature's hand, carried home in my hands from the beach at my family's camp on Lake Champlain, NY and the beach on Sanibel Island, FL, treasured places to visit.

even 9th graders .....

 

like to carve jack-o-lanterns!

flaming sunset Orange

a lucky shot of the pampas grass in my daughter's front yard, the sun set moments later and the effect vanished...no Photoshop involved here.

offspring wears Orange

fragrant Orange

a much more refined orange than yesterday, this wonderfully fragrant orange rose from my friend's garden. 

full orange moon of October

this gent appeared on our neighbors' front lawn this morning, our neighbors have a very wacky sense of humor!

this week is brought to you by the color Orange

The "Queen of Halloween" revels in the celebrations of the last week of October...this week is for you, Becka! 

it's not the same, but it will Do

Fall colors in the Champlain Valley of New York mean the gorgeous queens of the forest, the sugar maples, and their attendant bridesmaids, the oaks and birches. Nostalgia for that scenery of childhood is strong, we don't see that in the Black Hills, but my cotoneaster hedge does try to imitate the regal ladies of the eastern woodlands for me.

Anatidaephobia...

........the fear that somehow, somewhere, a duck is watching you....

word origin, The Far Side, Gary Larson

all grown Up

The little goslings from my first blog post ever, have grown up and have turned from balls of fuzz to powerful flyers. Branta Canadensis, in large numbers, spend the winter on Canyon Lake in the company of assorted ducks and wintering Bald Eagles.

just who has been walking Here?

with apologies to Dr. Suess, it was not the North Going Zax and the South Going Zax, but a North Going turkey and our South Going Cat!  

:o)

sugared Fruit

Craft stores sell those fancy "sugared" looking fruits like pears and apples for Christmas decorations.
Ma Nature, as always, thought of it first. Freezing rain and sleet will crystalize on a frozen pumpkin and create the same object d'art. Alas, it  lasted only a day, all three pumpkins are now helping to fuel a yearling white-tail buck.  He had the cheek to step up on the front porch and help himself to a hearty and sweet meal.

this must be the universal Sign...

for "cows in the road" or "open range", because there isn't a Guernsey cow within  miles of here. The young'un below is pure Angus, never been in a barn or a milking parlor. You notice these oddities when you marry into a family who raised registered Holsteins!

thank you for the Invitation

we watch, we listened, we learned, we were honored to be there...

friend of the Drum

his voice was unheard over the deep "heartbeat" of the drum.

waiting to Dance

jingle dress Dancing

a young lady, on the floor of the arena, music follows her dress as she dances.

in Anticipation

Men's fancy dancers' bustles, waiting for their owners return.

He Sapa Wacipi

Sunday, daughter Rachel and I spent a snowy afternoon at He Sapa Wacipi, the Black Hills Pow Wow, an annual 3 day celebration of our Native American culture in South Dakota. It is truly an amazing experience, the color, pagentry, drumming and singing is both riveting and uplifting, the fine arts exhibit is beautiful. I wish I had had the big camera with the long lens, there are so many details to take in the little digital just can't reach. The dancers' regalia are works of art, the dignity of the elders and the exuberance of the littlest dancers captivate the imagination. Share the experience over the next few days, from a few snapshots of what we saw in the arena. This is the arena floor with the movement of the first Intertribal dance.