Nothing like a moon behind the empty branches of a tree in the quiet of night that can send a shiver down the spine
I altered this one using a black and white filter to make it a bit more spooky
An empty boardwalk at night with no one in sight can be a bit spooky too.
Sunrise on a deserted pier a bit spooky. I did not use a filter on this photo, that was the actual color of the sun as it rose over the ocean
This challenge is simple: step back for a few minutes each week to find a lovely thing, a precious moment, anything you find lovely. Then post about it.Â
What was lovely in my life this week?
Watching the sunrise over the ocean in the company of some feathered friends…
Walking the beach on a warm October day
Walking my favorite local pond near home and seeing the fall colors coming into view
And seeing Mr. Nuthatch return to my feeders on a regular basis
Old friends, old friends
Sat on their park bench like bookends
Can you imagine us years from today
Sharing a park bench quietly?
How terribly strange to be 70
Old friends, memory brushes the same years
Silently sharing the same fears – Paul Simon
My best and oldest friend and I spent an overnight at the New Jersey Shore last week. We have been friends since we are 12. That’s 53 years. We know one another’s history as our own. Our families, love lost and found, the good, the bad the sad, the deaths, been there through all of it together. We spent two days walking the main streets of different towns, drinking coffee, having lunch, drinking some more coffee, eating dinner, and talking endlessly. Rehashing the past, the could have beens, the should have beens, the what would have beens, and how fortunate we know we have been to be living the lives we are today.
Mr. Bluejay loves his peanuts and almonds and is just too tempted not to come on up and take from the windowsill.
And Mr. Cardinal gives me an indignant look when there’s nothing left…
Through a Glass
I have been busy, busy, busy, with little time to visit blogs or share any of my own. However, I just had to share the fabulous sky I saw his past week while visiting my favorite place at the New Jersey shore.
I got back to the Inn and sat on the balcony outside my room with more sky views from way up high
And how amazing is the formation of the clouds in this photo?
Autumn is arriving little by little here in the Northeast. As always nature doesn’t disappoint
The beach and boardwalk seem to lend themselves to candid photos. So much to see, so much to watch.
People often ask me why I get up to see the sunrise when I am staying at the beach. Here are some reasons why.
My grandfather owned a summer home on Long Island. When I was born, his first grandchild, he planted a tree in front of the house. About six year later he moved close by, and dug up the tree and replanted it at the new house. It was always called the Lisa Tree. It was right outside the bedroom window where I slept when I came to visit. Years pass, my grandfather died and the house was sold. It was torn down and a huge new house was built. Ten years ago my husband and I were in that area and ventured to knock on the door to ask if we could walk the property. The new owners were very welcoming and remembered my grandfather. As I came around the house, there stood the Lisa Tree. It had not been cut down to make way for the new house. It was now over 50 years old. I told the new owners the story of the tree and how happy and surprised I was to see it still standing there. It had long since surpassed my height!
August 31st found me sitting in school for another year of Orientation. One of the teachers I worked with who became a good friend left to go to another school, but is really missing not being with us. I sent her a few pics throughout the day so they are the last photos taken with my cell phone.
August 29th found me at the beach, savoring the last days of summer. Also taken with my cell phone.
Crossing the George Washington Bridge from New Jersey into New York, over the Hudson River. We use this bridge very often to get where we are going. The toll is $16.00, but you only pay once going east, not coming back west.
The Bear Mountain Bridge. In 1924 it was longest suspension bridge in the world. It takes us across the Hudson River farther north from the GW.
The Driscoll Bridge. With a total of 15 travel lanes and 6 shoulder lanes, it is the widest motor vehicle bridge in the world by number of lanes and one of the world’s busiest. When I reach this bridge on my way to the shore I know I am almost there.
The car that gives us the street views in Google Maps, spotted on one of our local highways. He’s always on the road.
The dreaded highway sign.
A hummingbird beats its wings between 10 and 80 times per second during direct flight. That’s a lot of motion.
A Day In The Life 
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