Off to the New York State Sheep and Wool Festival today!

It did snow the other day and was just starting to stick when it turned back to rain again. More winter-like weather is expected later today and into tomorrow. We shall see what falls from the sky next!

And, I did seam my scarf finally. I’m wearing it today since it’s going to be blustery and cold at the fairgrounds. Pics to follow!

I don’t know about you, but today I need some warmth so I am posting this photo taken yesterday of the turning colors at Monksville Reservoir. Doesn’t it warm you up? Right now the temps are in the 30’s, it’s dark and gloomy, and the big “S” word is predicted for later on in the day. SNOW. Already? Tell me it’s not so! Please don’t ruin these lovely fall colors Mother Nature! What can you be thinking?

We have plans to visit the Rhinebeck Wool and Sheep Festival this weekend and the weather is supposed to be nasty both days. boo-hoo. But we are East Coasters now and will just bundle up and take our umbrella and wear suitable shoes. We don’t let the weather stop us anymore. I am so looking forward to it!

Remember this scarf? I still haven’t had the courage to seam it together but I so want to wear it this weekend. I practiced and practiced the kitchener stitch until I had it down pretty good, but now I’ve lost the skill of it all because I waited too long. Since the weather is going to be so nasty over the next two days and Rick has a business dinner tonight, maybe I’ll practice yet again (and again) and get up the courage to just finally DO IT. It doesn’t have to be perfect, right? The scarf is doing me no good in two unwearable pieces! Wish me luck ... I’ll keep you posted on the progress.

I love this time of year when the bees get sleepy and are slow enough for me to get some photos.

hmm ... I don’t know which lavender stalk to choose ... maybe I can keep my back legs on this one and my front legs on the other one ...

look out! incoming flight preparing to land ...

... there’s nothing quite like falling asleep high atop a fragrant lavender stalk ...

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P.S. Since a few of you had to scroll to see the whole vertical frame of the photo (I had a private comment too), I’ve gone back to the old format for vertical photos for now but centered them instead. I’ll have to have my computer guy take a look and see what he can do about making them a touch smaller. Thanks for your input!

P.P. S. Rick added an additional feature to the blog. Now you can see how many comments you’ve left compared to others. You can also look at what I wrote in previous years on this exact same date. Kind of cool—check it out in the sidebar!

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Scattered throughout the grounds of Skylands are various statues. I only visited a few on my last visit. In one spot there is a ring of cherubs. I am not sure of what their significance is but each are holding either food or drink. Each one of their expressions is different. Haunting somehow. Time and weather have only heightened the effect.

This one was my favorite. Take a look at the bush with the red berries on it behind him.

Now take a closer look at the cup he is holding.

A coincidence that the red berries just happened to fall into his cup? (I had to scramble up on the wall in order to get this photo looking down into the cup.)

This piece demanded attention.

I loved the feathery tail modestly wrapped around his body.

Time has worn away their faces but they still dance on.

Before I go, did you notice the slight tweak to my blog? The larger format? The bigger photos?
Stay tuned for the final installment in this series: Butterfly and Busy Bees

I went to Skylands (New Jersey Botanical Gardens) the other day. It’s something I like to do at different times of the year. I was hoping for fall colors but they weren’t really around just yet. It’s pretty empty of people during the week unless they are having a wedding at the manor house. Which reminds me, have you ever caught the reality show Masters of Reception? It’s a show about a family of caterers based here in New Jersey and they use Skylands Manor as a venue for weddings all the time. It’s kind of fun to watch the show when it’s taking place only miles from your front door. I think they just aired the last show of the season but you can probably catch it on reruns. It’s actually pretty good. If you want to see real New Jersey people in action, this is it. Not Real Housewives of New Jersey! Except that I know many of the locations and restaurants that were featured on Housewives. Real locations. Not so sure about all the housewives. Some, yes. Others maybe not. But, I’m getting off the track here.

Skylands is a peaceful place of wide grassy lawns and plenty of places to sit and relax. Many exotic and different species of trees not indigenous to the area were brought here by the original owner of the manor house, and today they are all thriving.

It was supposed to be a sunny day but the sun kept going in and out of passing clouds, so I was a bit challenged photographically speaking. It was pretty breezy too with little micro gusts of wind at times, which is never good for trying to photograph flowers. But I clicked my camera to the sports setting and persevered. Some flowers were still blooming in their perennial garden.

I came across two women who were had their easels set up and were painting en plein air.

I asked one of them if I could take a peek at their work. She said sure. Her left hand was clutching five or six brushes loaded with different colors of paint; her right hand daubing paint onto the canvas board as we chatted a bit.

I told her how I wished I could paint and that my Father had been a really good artist but that I was disappointed I had not inherited his talent. In fact, that I had two left hands when it came to drawing and painting and such. Since her hands were already full she lifted her chin and gestured in the direction of the camera hanging from around my neck. She said “You take photographs though, right?” I nodded and said “Right, but it’s not the same.” She shrugged as if to disagree.

As I walked off and left them to their painting, I started thinking about what she had said and that maybe she had something there after all. I may not be able to draw or paint but I do express myself artistically through my photography. Bad or good, like them or not, my photography is as much an expression of me as a painting would be. What I see when I look through that camera lens and what other people see looking through the same camera lens may be very different things. The capture I end up with is uniquely mine. Sometimes my fingers itch to commit to paper a certain scene or flower but they never follow through. They just don’t deliver. The camera does. The world is my canvas, all the things in it are my paints, and my camera the brush.