Taken inside at the 2014 Boston Flower Show
So very sad.
Such a beautiful day we had, till this afternoon.
Sun was shining, people from all over the world were running the Boston Marathon and the 26 miles of roadways were lined with happy cheering people.
Two bombs went off
A little eight year old has passed away before their life even began.
Tears shed by the world at large or those with hearts anyway.
The last mile was in memory for the children who were murdered in CT.
The poor first responders that were at the finish line to help with fatigue after they had topped Heartbreak Hill and to give them a place to rest and fluids could not be ready for what took place here today.
What is wrong with the world today?
There are now armored personal carriers at our local hospital where I take Mom every 3 months for a check up I did a post on that pretty garden down the street from the same hospital this is just simply another sad day in the history of the world and today was Boston’s turn.
Doctors are pulling ball bearings from people’s bodies.
A dirty bomb is used daily in many countries but this is Boston and it was gorgeous and just a perfect day for the runners.
In tears so sad saying prayers and sending out mad love to all those heroes that stopped the bleeding for so many to get them to help.
For those of you who live in countries where this has become so normal I am so sorry it is not what living is supposed to be like.
Please hug and love each other.
Lots of Meta going out to all
Well last night we lost an hour of sleep due to our moving our clocks ahead in spring as we do here in New Hampshire for Daylight Savings Time. I went to bed early after being at the beach. Yes a perfect day in the mid 40′s. It was a very Messy Beach and some lost their homes. I am not sure if you caught it on your news as I never know if AP news will broadcast things that happen here, all over the world.
You know I will keep you up on the stories in the news throughout New England well at least when it comes to storms and flooding.
JT and I walked along the shoreline for exercise and play while her daddy searched for treasure. I left her Frisbee in the truck and grabbed a stick we keep for windy days. I knew she would want to jump waves if we played with her favorite toy but today was not a day to be playing in the sea.
The waves were strong and very powerful. One after another slammed into the coastline. Remember we go when the tide is heading out. He only hunts low tides and I hunt the beaches when people have just left from a day of beach going and I never go down to the water with my machine. This is winter though in New England and we had an enormous coastal storm. It was very far out to sea but we still got nailed by it. The beach had 3 days easy of seas with 20 foot plus seas. It slammed into sea walls and busted them again. Roads were closed due to rock and four feet of water in some sections where the beach breached an area where the state has determined a pretty coastal route would be. Mother Nature has a funny way of taking back what always should have been a place of give and take. I never really think to add video to these lengthy posts but if you want to go to the web to look here are a few local news stations where you can see it in action.
So as we walked the dog and I we met others who were shocked by what they saw had taken place with yet another storm. The dunes which help to keep the water from homes and businesses were just about gone. They were huge. They were tall with pretty grasses holding them together. They had been a part of our lives forever if you grew up in New England. We were not allowed to ride dune buggies on them they were not for fun. They were to protect us and a place for wild birds to make their nests. Where would they go now? Tax money spent over and over to fix the beach. We have people who flock here from Canada and other parts of the world will they still come? I am sad people once again lost their homes. Yes they were silly to want to build by the sea but she is so beautiful on most days. Look at other beaches. Huge hotel chains line the beach in Virginia, Florida too. Everyone wants to get close to the sea. These past thirty eight years I can remember, spending so much time visiting them have seen so much change.
When sand was washed out to sea dunes collapsed and drainage pipes show up I guess filthy storm drain water screened through all the sand was supposed to be OK for the oceans now with rain coming and it will fall for days where will it go besides straight into our ocean that feeds us. So very sad.
Foundations showing up from buildings long ago gone. I used to go to the one that stood here beside the sea. The Frolics was famous for music, and drinks. Many years ago there had even been a huge swimming pool alongside this beach. Salisbury Beach have you ever been. It used to be a fun place to go not so much anymore well unless you are a dog with a great Mom and Dad.
She really wants to run time to let her off leash for a few minutes while I show you some of what we saw at the beach that was a mess.
That is JT’s Dad hunting the beach
Last one for this post
See the metal stakes?
The dunes came out this far and a wooden fence was attached to these all along the shoreline to KEEP PEOPLE OFF THEM but no one told the Sea to STAY AWAY.
Hi Everyone the three of us have been trying to get out and walk in between snow storms. We have gone when he goes detecting and he even found more rings. I lost a few more pounds but going to Mom’s and she is baking me a cake for my birthday and also has a New England Boiled Dinner is on the menu for us. I am blessed to still have her to celebrate with.
I am starting my day off early by getting my haircut, it is long and always in my face and lately it spends more time up in a clip so now is the time for a change to go with all the weight loss. Another year older and still on track to be a better healthier me. I love reading your blogs when I can get the reader to work. I am trying to follow you by email so bear with me. I have placed almost 400 photos for sale on-line and now as I get ready to go on my 10 day silent retreat I hope I come back to lots of sales. I will miss you all when I am gone as much as my dog and family, you bring me much joy in your posts. I miss doing two a day but as my followers rose in numbers it was hard to keep up but when I come back to it in April , I will be lighter in my heart and body, they won’t feed us much. Water and maybe breakfast and a lunch but no supper just tea and fruit at 4 PM them meditate till 9:30 PM we will start each day in meditation at 4 AM. My son suggested I jump right in the deep end! So with him having done it to heal his hurt and pain I am looking forward to my gift to myself. You know I will tell you all about it!
So let me show you what we have been doing while we wait for the next shoe to fall, MORE SNOW!
Surf was wild and dirty
Yes that is a pile of thick foam
What a knucklehead I yell for her to watch out but the FRISBEE in my hand she is not moving till I threw it . I don’t think she saw this heading at her.
Look at her she is covered with the filthy foam, she was not happy when I said she would need a bath. I am a bad Mommy to but her in tub with Luke Warm Water with pretty smelling soap but she will jump in the filthy sea of FOAM.
Her last catch time to get Daddy’s truck dirty.
Hope to touch base with you soon
I took this photo yesterday along the river but facing out to sea. It was beautiful over here, less wind then when JT and I tried to join her daddy on the ocean side, man was it cold and a very brisk wind. Cold we can take but that constant wind is not good and I am bundled up, well all but my weather-beaten face and to protect her from the harsh elements I have gone through my whole life, we walked over here to take shelter from the storm that was brewing.
What a deceiving day. It was so pretty to look at. Made me what to shower and get dressed and head out with him. I was down another two pounds on Tuesday weigh-in so I wanted to keep up the hard work. Funny you see something working even if it causes pain I am the type that has always been tough and just pushed through it. I am not saying it is smart , just saying more about who I am.
I have one month left before I leave and want to take in all my world has to offer. I want to walk and spend time with them. I will miss the three of them, who share this home with me. My son said he missed his pup but knowing she was with friends allowed him to take on the challenge himself so I will let go and trust. JT loves me as much as Mike’s dog adores him but Mike does spend time during the day without his girl and JT is always beside me lol I am her person. She watches over me and protects me even when I am not in danger so maybe after she gets over missing me for first few days she will become a dog again. Something tells me we will be like that commercial that runs here, of the lady coming back from war with her huge dog greeting her on the ground covering her with kisses, will also be played out here, hell being on the floor meditating for 10 days 14 hours a day will have the ground being normal for me. Wish me luck! lol
OK back to the REAL STORM BREWING this morning I woke to a weather report saying maybe we would miss a big snowstorm Thank You for listening to my prayers this time now they say just three to four inches but wet snow this time. JT loves catching snowballs she will be so happy. Now I will show you a few photos from the river as the sea. They are not my best and I am sorry I was freezing and will blame them on the wind!
Now look at the next pictures don’t them make it seem like it is just a beautiful day to SUNTAN
Not a care in the world.
A Loner lol no room for anyone else on this ones beach.
OK want to see some more again sorry shaking too much for really pretty ones but I am sure you will love them.
Now the mighty Atlantic Ocean was really churning and so frothy. The storm was still a twelve-hour ride away down in Virginia. So I really thought we would be getting another NEMO like storm. Looks can be deceiving right beautiful blue sky pretty colorful sea. BRRRRRRR
Wind blown JT waits for me to throw a hefty stick to her. No FRISBEE in these winds.
Well you can see she is tiring of me and my photos time to go for a walk
Have a nice weekend
Originally posted on KFOR.com:
BOSTON — We doubt anything like this will be needed in Oklahoma, but the city of Boston announced the creation of a “snow removal strike team” Monday. Several city agencies are now working together, their goal: to get the snow, ice and debris left after the weekend’s devastating blizzard off the streets.
A parade of bulldozers, plows and salt trucks rolled out of the city’s public works headquarters as officials announced the start of a massive snow removal effort.
“It’s an arduous process and I don’t think we can get it all done in one shot, but we’re going to do our damn best to get as much done as possible,” said Joanne Massaro, Boston Public Works commissioner.
As of Monday afternoon, Boston crews plowed 810 miles of roads since the storm dumped 25 inches of snow in 24 hours. And city tow trucks yanked about 430 cars off the…
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It was 1999 and I was hauling the tanker you see in the photo above. It was used for hauling Spring Water from a New Hampshire Spring Water Company up in the lakes region.
Heading up the mountain roads to pick up the loads were hard enough on me but once loaded and top closed, I had to get down that long steep grade, now weighing in at 103,000 gross pounds. Yes I was a Heavy Hauler and my load MOVED. When filling, the idea was to get it chock full of water so movement would be cut down to a minimum.
In the summer months hauling spring water were such pretty days. Traveling from bottling plants back up on top of the mountain for more and back down again. Most days I did this trip three times. Long hours were hard on me and my rig.
I fought traffic through Massachusetts rush hours only to be caught in one just trying to get back home to New Hampshire but I made decent money, paid my bills and still had some fun.
Now all I just told you went on during winters as well and no, not so pretty. Maybe I should have had a camera with me but I was all business when behind the wheel but now that I look back, what a blast to capture what I saw out there on a daily basis. Stopped of course.
I changed my own oil in the rig as well as greased it, from end to end. I did all the repairs I knew how to do or that Dad could walk me through or even help me with when he was not busy driving himself.
This is the ugly part of a day, in the life of me and my truck.
I always kept great tires on my truck, it is what allowed me to run day in and day out with no blown tires and left sitting on the side of the road. Well it still would happen but not so often, more so when I was hauling rubbish in and out of landfills.
Well on this day I headed out with 4 new tires for my rear axle of my tractor. I gave my old tires to the place I always did business with and paid the man, even gave him a friendly” Thanks so much”, see you when the fronts come in Call Me!
I went up to the mountain to grab another load of spring water and kicked tires before heading down that nasty mountain road, never knowing it would be one of the scariest rides . I was loving the ride knowing my tires were new and actually very pretty, you see I even sand blasted the rims and had them powder coated. I was out on a major highway here in New Hampshire and stopped to pay my toll then shortly after I was in Newburyport Massachusetts on 95 south when I heard, then felt something funny, well not funny but you know what I mean. I clenched the big rigs wheel and held on tight about this time I see one of my new tires pass me! Then I knew I was in serious trouble my boyfriend yelled ” aren’t you going to stop?”. I swear to you I could not answer him, this had never happened before in over two million miles of driving one of these. I looked in my mirror to my left as the tire would surly head out in front of me and into the lane beside me. There was a full school bus and all I could do to warn anyone and make them pay attention was to lay on the air horn, which had everyone’s attention by the grace of God. This huge truck tire was moving! I had been in the right travel lane and bus in middle lane and we had lots of other company on the southbound side of I 95. The tire came across my lane into the school bus lane across the next one into the medium strip of the highway and popped up in front of a Saab, who was not expecting or paying attention to all of us headed south with our 4 way emergency flashes on. When he or she saw it coming straight at them they jerked the wheel and it just missed them and off the other side it went! I asked Dave to remember where as I needed to go and collect it. Then the tire which rides beside it, passed me and this one could have killed us and many others that day but once again by the grace of God and my luck, it did not get caught up under us, which could have had me loosing control and just horrible, unimaginable things taking place that day. This inside tire took the path up the breakdown lane and thankfully no one was parked there. It then left the highway and went down the embankment. Dave again took a mile marker number down as we would have to hunt it down. These tires were $400.00 each and the rims were expensive as well, never mind what I paid to have the man do the work of putting them on.
While wheels were leaving the truck and traffic veering around the first one and me holding on for dear life, I also had taken my foot off the accelerator and was coasting all the while, 103,000 lbs gross weight of tractor-trailer and load of spring water. I moved the truck into the breakdown lane, the nightmare over.
What I explained here in the telling of the story happened all within split seconds but seemed very much in Slow Motion. I was lucky that day, boyfriend too but mostly the many people who had just been out for a drive.
Now as I am pulled over, emergency flashes still on and I can’t move. It is over but somehow I know it isn’t. Boyfriend jumps out to check the truck out then I follow with cell phone in hand, how I hate phones but this day it helped me stay calm and out of trouble.
I could see my poor air bags and springs and shocks where extended beyond where they should be with all the weight on the other three sets of duel tires so I asked him to put down the landing gears while I called into the mountain to send another driver down to grab my loaded trailer and get it to the bottling plant before they ran out of water and had to shut down the line. I have always been like this, thinking of the other person though this meant I would not get paid for the load that was forty minutes from being delivered but sadly I had more import things to take care of.
I called the tire repairman and have him an earful. I called a wrecker and had him charged for it, though he assumed I would pay for it in the end. Once another driver arrived and hooked to my trailer I was sitting in the breakdown lane so I asked him the boyfriend who was a big help on days like this to get me a chain and some tools and went about taking off the leveler arm to get the axle where it needed to sit so I could chain it up and limp home, no the wrecker was not for me it was to go with Dave to pick up the two wayward tires and rims and bring them to our neighbors, the ones who had the fire I just told you about. I got the truck home and parked over there and then Dave and the tires arrived seems they had both gone down and over and landed in nasty puddles of road run off he and the tow truck driver and tires were filthy. I told the driver to bill the tire man for new boots too.
What a morning I had had on those new tires of mine.
What I wrote about here has happened to others I am sure in one degree or another but this one was my story of a beautiful sunny day till all the BOLTS SNAPPED do you know why? Seems he had over torqued them while using his air gun on them. I too have used air but always tightened them up by hand. He could have cost us and the others their life that day and you know he even had the audacity to BILL ME suffice to say I never paid him for second round of repairs. I told him to take me to court so I could tell the judge the story I have just written here.
Also I have to tell you from the moment this happened till the time I made a drink that night to try to unwind. I never saw one police officer. None pulled over to help me or ask if I was OK, you see they all knew me as a strong woman who did everything on her own. I guess that is the good part as I got no citations but boy I sure could have used some BLUE LIGHTS to protect us from possibly being hit, while we worked on the rig with traffic buzzing by at 70+MPH.
So keep your eyes open while driving or walking.
Please stay off your phones too.
PAY ATTENTION to where you are and what is going on around you.
You just never know and had I been gabbing on the phone like as if I was sitting in my living room I may not be here or that bus full of students.
Boyfriend is hunting the sea for treasure and JT and I are getting some much-needed walking in.
She loves when I tell her we are going to the beach.
She runs to the door wagging her tail then runs to get her Frisbee . She is so very happy I can see it in her eyes.
Wind recently was 45 mph but she never gave a hint that is was bothersome to her. It was warm and so walking we went along the
Merrimack River where it meets the sea.
I never looked for shells or sea glass.
I spent the hour and half walking with her and kicking a stick as the winds would have taken her Frisbee far, far away. She wanted it and I said find a stick so off on the mission she went up ahead to find a good one.
We came upon a group of men, they looked kind of suspicious to me, even JT lowered her head and growled softly. They were huddled under a tree and as I got closer I saw the spotting scopes and HUGE camera lenses all pointed into the Fir trees. I asked what they had cornered in the tree the older man said “Birds”. I sort of felt bad for the bird lol no damn privacy! Now the photo of the men could have been used in a “Birding Book” or front page of paper on a slow news day.
After our walk and play were done, we went to sit in the truck and take a break from the wind when I saw a woman walking towards us and the wooden walkway with her tripod and cameras. She saw JT with her pretty face watching her through the open window and she proceeds to start snapping photos of her, what she did not know is that JT is already FAMOUS, with her own followers. We started chatting and seems she tries to capture birds for Audubon and that was why all the men with huge lens were there. They have groups that meet and hunt the birds down to photograph. I see so much being present had they sat on this bench see what they could have caught in their viewfinder
Pretty Seals hanging out enjoying the day yes here in New England.
Pretty Pines surround this Massachusetts State Park along the Merrimack River and the Atlantic Ocean
Sign post tells the story about this beautiful park.
Pine Cones beneath them all in January. Wish I had taken some home to try and grow here at our place
JT discovering smells of critters that has surly passed this way.
This is a campground as well. Stop by for a night or too and take in a few walks along the shore and don’t forget to look for JT’s ARTWORK made by her pretty fancy paws.
The sunsets are amazing from here.
Should you need directions give me a shout!
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