A paucity of posts does not mean that the camera has not been clicking or that nothing has been happening.
The ‘pile presents an octet of seasonal images, and celebrates the northern hemisphere’s increasing day length.
Those cheery old New Englanders said, “As the days begin to lengthen, the cold begins to strengthen…”
Down at the shore a week or so ago we had some very low tides. One tide exposed a holiday “wreath” of codium.
Out at the end of our road is a tree stump, a remnant of a gnarly old wild cherry that was toppled in a storm a few years ago. When I cut the tree up, I hollowed out the stub with the chainsaw. Since then, various people on the road have planted the hole with flowers in the warm season, and made decorations in the cold seasons.
While at a show the other night, I looked outside, to see a juxtaposition.
For many, the Holiday times are times for family. In the next photo we are enjoying mini-host of small cousins. At times we have wondered if the proper collective term for a group of wee lads would be a “bedlam of boys”.
In an outside holiday view, 18 month old daughter’s son peers in at the Christmas tree.
We “old” people are glad to have and hold these little “replacement” humans.
Littlest grandbaby looks a bit pensive in the photo above.
In the photo below, he looks downright cherubic.
And down at the bikepath…
Life rolls along.