Come take a walk with George and me as we head out from the deck one fine May morning, down Beersville Road, and back around the meadow where we meet up with Ralph and Alice the pair of wild mallards who’ve come to visit us every spring since I got here.
Although it was still officially Spring, it just seemed like Janis Joplin’s live version of Summertime with Big Brother & The Holding Company was the perfect music to serenade us as we enjoyed the freshness and lushness of life in Happy Hollow. Continue reading
Endless Blessings. Endless Bliss.
It all began with a trip back east to Bethlehem to visit our grandparents one summer back in 1966. My Dad had been transferred by Bethlehem Steel out to St. Louis MO and we lived in a comfortable middle class town called Kirkwood. We pretty much hated it there, we called it Misery, rather than Missouri. So we leapt at the chance to go back to our beloved hometown.
We were even more thrilled when our grandparents asked us what we wanted to do. “Go down the Shore!!!” we screeched in unison. We’d always loved the beach and especially loved body surfing in the little rollers at Ocean City NJ and Wildwood and Atlantic City. It was something we discovered naturally and had been water babies from the get go. Continue reading
As long as we’re dreaming of warmer and more colorful seasons…let’s enjoy midsummer in the meadow at Happy Hollow (a few years back). My beloved Rocky makes a few cameos.
I went out in the morning and shot the first batch, then again at high noon. Features a couple attempts at a 360° panorama.
Stand by R.E.M. was actually running through my head as I stood there turning around and shooting…before I even came up with the idea of a video. Continue reading