tomato-riffic

•August 21, 2014 • Leave a Comment

For the record – the little cherman garden is having a fantastic tomato year – best ever. This morning’s harvest included 17 tomatoes, 10 cucumbers, a quarter cup of ripe arugula seed for planting, and 9 crabs in the crab pot at the dock. #lovelocal

garden bounty aug 20

morning fog

•August 19, 2014 • Leave a Comment

…lays low on the land. It’s just starting now, and builds into autumn as the days go. By September, most mornings will be pea-soup thick, echo-y and dense, surrounding us in  a wet, warm mist. Wonderful.

horse in fog

fog in beanfield

#simplepleasures

•August 14, 2014 • Leave a Comment

about as good as it gets…as good as it gets

bridge-itecture

•August 13, 2014 • 1 Comment

Kent Narrows, MD

bridge-itecture

The A Team

•August 9, 2014 • 4 Comments

zip and kg paddleboarding

albino deer!!

•August 7, 2014 • 2 Comments

So, I’m driving down the 579 road this evening, talking on the phone blah blah, telling the story of how cool the St. Michaels Chris Noyes concert in the park was, and I spy on the side of the road what appeared in my peripheral vision to be a Great Dane standing with a bunch of deer, and I said “whoa! Call you back!” and I whipped into reverse, and by the time I got there, stopped, pulled the lens cap off and focused…well, you see what happened.

I missed the shot!!

But…I got part of it.

How cool is that?

albino deer

end of day #ChesBay

•August 4, 2014 • 5 Comments

I watched a great blue heron fish for his supper this evening. Over a span of some 90 minutes, he hid in the shadows, and stealthily stalked up on minnows and small perch.  It took a good 15 minutes between bites, but he was focused, still and steady. I was hoping to catch a view of the young heron – it hatched nearby not so long ago – we spied it in mid-July and it was about 2 foot tall. They say the chicks grow to 4 feet in just 12 weeks.

Slowing my own personal pace down to Harris Cove time, I sat, watched, and listened. The pops and squirts, the barn swallows and egrets, distant sound of a boat. Laughter, from across the water in the distance. The ever-present birdsong. Time, just sliding by. And we’re either there, in that moment, or – all too often – not. I was in that moment, all of them – tonight.

Delicious.

end of day

 
Follow

Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.

Join 1,309 other followers

%d bloggers like this: