August 01, 2009
Summer Pics ~ 2009 ~
(Dev and her new car -- June 2009)
Maine -- Kittery, York and Old Orchard Beach. July 17-19 '09
Cruising Lake Memphremagog ~ August 1, '09
Hannah and her friend Shayla at Charbo Campground swimming Pool ~~ July 25-26 '09
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October 31, 2007
Trick or Treaters!
The kids, even the BIG ones --- too old to trick or treat, but they managed to anyhow, all had fun tonight and came home with bags of candy!
(Hannah at her school today all ready for the class Halloween Party!)
(Hannah and her best pal Caroline!)
(The BIG kids!)
(And the wee ones!)
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December 08, 2006
A Story of Christmas
The Three Kings
~:By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow:~
Three Kings came riding from far away,
Melchior and Gaspar and Baltasar;
Three Wise Men out of the East were they,
And they travelled by night and they slept by day,
For their guide was a beautiful, wonderful star.
The star was so beautiful, large and clear,
That all the other stars of the sky
Became a white mist in the atmosphere,
And by this they knew that the coming was near
Of the Prince foretold in the prophecy.
Three caskets they bore on their saddle-bows,
Three caskets of gold with golden keys;
Their robes were of crimson silk with rows
Of bells and pomegranates and furbelows,
Their turbans like blossoming almond-trees.
And so the Three Kings rode into the West,
Through the dusk of the night, over hill and dell,
And sometimes they nodded with beard on breast,
And sometimes talked, as they paused to rest,
With the people they met at some wayside well.
"Of the child that is born," said Baltasar,
"Good people, I pray you, tell us the news;
For we in the East have seen his star,
And have ridden fast, and have ridden far,
To find and worship the King of the Jews."
And the people answered, "You ask in vain;
We know of no King but Herod the Great!"
They thought the Wise Men were men insane,
As they spurred their horses across the plain,
Like riders in haste, who cannot wait.
And when they came to Jerusalem,
Herod the Great, who had heard this thing,
Sent for the Wise Men and questioned them;
And said, "Go down unto Bethlehem,
And bring me tidings of this new king."
So they rode away; and the star stood still,
The only one in the grey of morn;
Yes, it stopped --it stood still of its own free will,
Right over Bethlehem on the hill,
The city of David, where Christ was born.
And the Three Kings rode through the gate and the guard,
Through the silent street, till their horses turned
And neighed as they entered the great inn-yard;
But the windows were closed, and the doors were barred,
And only a light in the stable burned.
And cradled there in the scented hay,
In the air made sweet by the breath of kine,
The little child in the manger lay,
The child, that would be king one day
Of a kingdom not human, but divine.
His mother Mary of Nazareth
Sat watching beside his place of rest,
Watching the even flow of his breath,
For the joy of life and the terror of death
Were mingled together in her breast.
They laid their offerings at his feet:
The gold was their tribute to a King,
The frankincense, with its odor sweet,
Was for the Priest, the Paraclete,
The myrrh for the body's burying.
And the mother wondered and bowed her head,
And sat as still as a statue of stone,
Her heart was troubled yet comforted,
Remembering what the Angel had said
Of an endless reign and of David's throne.
Then the Kings rode out of the city gate,
With a clatter of hoofs in proud array;
But they went not back to Herod the Great,
For they knew his malice and feared his hate,
And returned to their homes by another way.
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November 24, 2006
Christmas Spirits
My 36th Christmas is fast approaching and along with it the ending of a year and the beginning of a new...
Praying for peace, health, happiness and God's Love...
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October 07, 2006
Snapshots of Autumn ~ 2006 ~
~Looking over the hills in Vermont.~
~Children in the leaves.~
~Looking over the water.~
~Country Church in Autumn~
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October 10, 2005
Autumn in Vermont
Went on a short road trip today and this is some of what I saw...
(Beyond the pasture fence.)
(A lone cow, in color!)
(A country road.)
A bit foggy for picture taking, but the colors were brilliant despite the weather. Living here sometimes, it's easy to take for granted how beautiful the countryside is.
Enjoy!
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October 04, 2005
October
O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow's wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
one from our trees, one far away.
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For the grapes' sake, if the were all,
Whose elaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost--
For the grapes' sake along the all.
~ Robert Frost ~
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September 25, 2005
Autumn's Harvest
A LYRIC OF AUTUMN
THERE is music in the meadows, in the air --
Autumn is here;
Skies are gray, but hearts are mellow,
Leaves are crimson, brown, and yellow;
Pines are soughing, birches stir,
And the Gipsy trail is fresh beneath the fir.
There is rhythm in the woods, and in the fields,
Nature yields:
And the harvest voices crying,
Blend with Autumn zephyrs sighing;
Tone and color, frost and fire,
Wings the nocturne Nature plays upon her lyre.
~ William Stanley Braithwaite ~
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