I drove up to the farm this weekend and took lots of photos, so many in fact that I'll have to divide them up to post them. Alas, some mysteriously will only post sideways so I may not get to use them at all. Let's begin in Keene, where I stopped at a green meadow surrounded by forest and mountains. The dogs needed to stretch their legs and - well, you know what else they had to do.
Above is Wally and Wren bouncing through the meadow. Perhaps "bounce" is not the right word to describe Wren's movements. "Wobble" through the meadow might be more accurate. Her short little legs barely support her plus sized body, but she is sure a happy little girl.
Dear old Casey, above, is a veteran hiker and is as comfortable in wilderness as she is in the city. Her failing eyesight and hearing, however, mean I must watch her closely lest she get lost.
Wren, Winky and Casey enjoy the sunshine and meadow, with my car and a small Adirondack mountain in the background.
All 105 pounds of Seamus, plopped down in soft meadow grass.
Yep, Fergus and Seamus are still buddies. Seamus is passing beyond the silly puppy stage but Fergus, being younger, felt obligated to run many full speed laps around the meadow before settling down.
It was cloudy and threatening to rain on the drive north, but that just added a rich color filter to the scenery.
There are numerous marshes, bogs and ponds most everywhere in the Adirondacks. This one was visible at a road construction site.
The locals up at the farm had been telling me about beautiful Lake Ozonia. It's a spring fed lake in the Adirondacks with, I am told, shockingly cold water, unfathomable depths and water so clear you can see the fish swimming below you. I took a small detour to take a look at it. This camp on stilts was one of the first things I saw.
Another view of Lake Ozonia, above. I'll post more Adirondack photos in days to come. I also have farm photos, wildflower photos and a video of loons swimming at a mountain pond. But one thing at a time. For now, I must close and get ready for work.
Above is Wally and Wren bouncing through the meadow. Perhaps "bounce" is not the right word to describe Wren's movements. "Wobble" through the meadow might be more accurate. Her short little legs barely support her plus sized body, but she is sure a happy little girl.
Dear old Casey, above, is a veteran hiker and is as comfortable in wilderness as she is in the city. Her failing eyesight and hearing, however, mean I must watch her closely lest she get lost.
Wren, Winky and Casey enjoy the sunshine and meadow, with my car and a small Adirondack mountain in the background.
All 105 pounds of Seamus, plopped down in soft meadow grass.
Yep, Fergus and Seamus are still buddies. Seamus is passing beyond the silly puppy stage but Fergus, being younger, felt obligated to run many full speed laps around the meadow before settling down.
It was cloudy and threatening to rain on the drive north, but that just added a rich color filter to the scenery.
There are numerous marshes, bogs and ponds most everywhere in the Adirondacks. This one was visible at a road construction site.
The locals up at the farm had been telling me about beautiful Lake Ozonia. It's a spring fed lake in the Adirondacks with, I am told, shockingly cold water, unfathomable depths and water so clear you can see the fish swimming below you. I took a small detour to take a look at it. This camp on stilts was one of the first things I saw.
Another view of Lake Ozonia, above. I'll post more Adirondack photos in days to come. I also have farm photos, wildflower photos and a video of loons swimming at a mountain pond. But one thing at a time. For now, I must close and get ready for work.
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