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Who wouldn't want to take a bike tour with this guy? Me & James in front of the Mormon Temple in SLC.

Who wouldn’t want to take a bike tour with this guy? Me & James in front of the Mormon Temple in SLC.

When I’m on the road, I usually avoid cities unless I have a very specific mission in mind (like finding all the Banksy’s in San Francisco) or I know somebody there who can show me around. Otherwise, I spend the whole time fighting traffic and looking for parking. On Saturday night at the Sun Tunnels Solstice celebration, I met a tall,
glittery-faced guy with two long braids named James who turned out to run a bicycle-tour company in Salt Lake City. When I admitted to skipping past SLC, he offered me a place to park my rig and a bike tour, which sounded like an opportunity to me. I do my best to yes to all opportunities.

James and friends at the Sun Tunnels

James and friends at the Sun Tunnels

When I left the Sun Tunnels on Sunday I…

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Great Easter Weekend

Hoping you all had a wonderful Easter.  We went to Mom’s for a nice meal and a great visit.

On Friday having gone nowhere besides physical therapy of late we packed up the car for a nice long leisurely ride up into the White Mountains of New Hampshire.  I knew with all the flooding he should find some easy Gold and me a photo or two :) you know me better than that and JT would have a stick,  found on the journey to play with.

We took Route 16 North and our first pit stop was beside a lake I captured often in amazing fall colors but Friday this is how it looked on the 18th of April

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Yes ice covers many of our lakes still.

We then travelled up through Glen where my intent had been to capture many of our Covered Bridges but with snow covered ground I decided I would wait on those.
The post of NH Covered Bridges I hope to do in Fall.

We stopped in Bretton Woods a well-known spot for skiing and fun.

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We found a spot to pull over where he could metal detect and JT and I could take a slow stroll and take in the beauty of the mountains and waterway teeming with water fowl where I saw my first group of gorgeous loons they are far away in photos as I did not have a lens to capture them I should have shot a video of just their beautiful song.

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We travelled further north to take in more sights before we turned south to head for home as the sun would set in our mirrors.

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Mount Washington sits in the distant landscape.

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Romantic views of the forest from the rails where this iron trestle over a gold laden stream runs below.  He found 50 gold flakes in 20 minutes. Water was frigid  and roaring from spring thaw taking place slow but surly. The sign state CAUTION You Have Entered BEAR COUNTRY lol really BEAR ARE EVERYWHERE!  I was hoping to see some Moose and Dear and other wildlife but the only thing I saw was an Eagle in the distance doing it’s thing.

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JT taking a rare break from play with her mommy.

We laid down many miles on these beautiful mountain roads
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We got home and rested up for the next days trip which would take up towards VT.

We stopped at a man-made lake to exercise JT before stopping at a friend of ours who is a painter.

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Is this not just the perfect kind of day.

A stiff breeze but sunny and 60 perfect to keep the bugs away.

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Thanks for coming along!   I will have some photos for My Portfolio blog I am sure.

Have a wonderful week.

 

In Between Storms

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OK I am not going to whine. Honest I am so used to our winter routine and with a few days in between each storm(yes getting 12+tomorrow)  I swear I look forward to the huffing and puffing to ease so I can take a shot, with out a heaving chest getting into the way and messing up my capture! 

So let’s see I went to see the skin surgeon who told me the cancer on my face is a common one and that he should get it all the first time , I like people who are right up front and say what needs to be said.  He will wait till after my birthday and then after that is done if the gorgeous snows have slowed down a bit I will begin to start the process about having my shoulder repaired, it was bad before winter and with all of this…

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“OBJECT” OF GREAT DESIRE

“GOLD” dredge

 

Daily Prompt: Nice Is as Nice Does

Tell us about the nicest thing you’ve ever done.

Photographers, artists, poets: show us KINDNESS.
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I try to always be kind so it took a few minutes to come up with something to share with you on this  DP Challenge.  I was raised to do for others in need so I will share with you, a day in my life as a trucker.  Truckers are good for the most part but like anything we can get a bad rap from the few who are not.

It was a rainy day as I traveled from Roxbury Massachusetts back and forth up and down the SE Expressway.  I was hauling a huge 100 yard, live floor, trash trailer. I would leave the transfer station grossing out at 100,000(pounds) GVW .  I would then travel down to a trash to energy plant on the upper cape and race back for another load.  The day goes a little slower when it is messy out, either we slow down or there is back up in traffic due to ones who didn’t and caused crashes.   I was coming back from my second  trip when up ahead of me people where hitting their brakes and trying to avoid an elderly man who was attempting to change his tire.  I moved over to the right land then up behind him with my semi.  I put the 4 ways on(hazard lights)and jumped out of my cab, in the pouring rain.  I told the man I would take care of it and for him to get back inside of his full size sedan,  to say he was shocked to see me a young, curvy blonde female offering to take care of him would be an understatement.  I went to his trunk and got out the spare and thankfully it was aired up and the jack.  I got on the ground, jacked up his car and loosened the lug nuts and took off flat tire.  I then put the full size spare on and placed the flat and tools back into his trunk, all within 5 to 10 minuets.  It was a torrential downpour type of rain but being the kind of hauler I was I spent most of my sixteen hours a day outside and up on top of my trailer so I knew I would not melt. I went up to the drivers door all the while Boston traffic whipping by, which is why I did not what him doing it at 70+ years old, and knocked on his window and said he was all set and I would tell him when to safely pull out.  He was so thankful he even tried to give me money, guess some people are not used to people just being kind and wanting nothing in return.  I thanked him for his offer but reminded him that it was my own truck and that my Dad would kill me if I took money for doing the right thing.  He called me an angel and I told him to have a wonderful day and not to forget to fix or get a new spare and when it was safe to pull into that Boston highway, off he went.  Yes I was drenched but  my truck was running with heat on I could dry off a little on the way back for load 3 and usually there was a wait as well.  See it is never about me it was about making sure he was not hit in traffic,  that I could not live with besides not many will chance hitting a trailer like I pull, which was solid steel, so I felt safe on the ground in front of my rig.  I felt good as I pulled away from the edge of the roadway and that is how I always feel when I do the right thing, like giving a helping hand.
 

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I wanted to wish you all a Merry Christmas and for those who do not celebrate the birth of our Christ  a very Happy Holiday Season to you as well. 

I remember the days of our family home on Christmas morning.  We, the three of us children,  were so very lucky to have what was waiting under our tree, be it real or the metal one with that colorful wheel.  We never knew of the struggle or the monies spent for months to follow, to pay for it all. Life is simple through the eyes of a child or that is how it seemed when I was a kid. I was blessed with a Mom and Dad. A roof over our heads and a wonderful feast laid out on the kitchen table. 

For many years Thanksgiving was spent up here in New Hampshire with my Mother’s side of the family where all would come together as one and give thanks for what we had.  Back then I never gave thought of what others went through to pull it off.  They worked hard each and every day and lived within their means.  We had mini Christmas  that weekend as well because usually Dad would take us to his parents house for Christmas school break.

Dad worked all day and then worked on the car he would load up with presents which we never knew were ours, see what I mean about simple times. We were children who spent the days outside playing after school never giving a thought as too what the parents had going on.  No wonder they were stressed, I see that now. The car was packed with gifts for grandparents and us then in went all the clothes we would all need for a road trip to Nana and Grandpa’s.  You see I have since learned by trucking it was 660 miles each way.  With three rambunctious children and our dog Teddy. We made this journey from Massachusetts to Pennsylvania most Christmas holidays. Maybe that is where I found the love for the road.  Staying awake with Daddy driving in the middle of what I now know was blizzards, helping him keep track of the white line on the edge of the road.  He had his whole family with him in our old car with a piece of plywood on the folded down seat for us all to sleep.  Daddy never did and I am sure Mom tried to always stay awake so Daddy could as she was his company, on this journey.  So today with the saved tree from the dump with no gifts under it, I remain thankful for all I have ever had for it is more than many others never did. 

With Daddy gone and grandparents too as well as all but two Aunts and 2 Uncles my family now three brothers and my Mom, we no longer have those times together.  That is what I miss the most as this holiday nears FAMILY. 

Today I am thankful and grateful for all of you I follow and to those who follow me, for we are a family of sorts.  Sharing joy and happiness. Wonderful things to bake and make. We are there as well when sadness hurts so bad.  Thanks everyone for yet another year spent with you.

Peace On Earth Good Will To Men

 

XO

 

The day started rainy and socked in with think fog here in New England yesterday,  while so many suffered in horrible cold and snowy conditions.  We will take what we can left of this year, before we too must huddle together and keep ourselves warm.

A few years ago I took a class with Mom on fusing glass with a wonderful teacher who has since passed away.  She had told us about a woman in Maine who taught wire wrapping,  so we could make our pieces we did,  look even nicer and go from glass into jewelry pieces. Well that winter we went out to Arizona  to hunt for Gold and I met a woman there who took the time to show me a simple wrap that as I got more proficient I could add my own flair to.  Well yesterday the woman in Maine, who I follow through Facebook, had an Open House for her jewelry pieces.  So that was my plan for the day,  a nice quiet ride up into Maine to meet her in person and see if I could find something pretty for a gift as well as to support another starving artist.

The ride was quiet but boyfriend and pup decided to join me as I always find the neatest things when I take the time to venture out from the house.  With winter on our heels I knew days upon days of me being inside would soon arrive. So I packed the dog’s fresh water, my camera bag and off we went.

I made it to her place with no trouble and told them I would be awhile and  for them to go find some fun without me.

So nice to meet Mig.  Her pieces are beautiful.  Such pretty stones and Sea Glass all wrapped in Silver.  We talked and talked and then it was time for me to find the sea.  It was just two miles east maybe less.  The two had gone in search of a place to play but saw the no parking signs everywhere and decided to wait for me.  Well right away I found a beach access road and plenty on empty parking spots, lol it is winter so all rules and regulations go by the way side here.  Dogs could run free!  JT was so excited I have to tell you.  We go walking at the beach but of late we stroll beside the sea on pathways and not on the sandy beaches, see if I take her to the waters edge she wants to do one thing and one thing only CATCH A FRISBEE.  I have a bad shoulder so with loosing weight we take the harder surfaces and walk and walk,  all the while me kicking her stick.  She is OK with anything I am able to do,  she is such a good girl.  She will be eight on Mother’s Day and I want her as healthy as can be so I can have her beside me for as long as I can.  Just check this happy photo out

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See what I mean. Happy dog!

Now look what happens when she has to wait for me to stop taking pretty photos of the beach and sea.

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You would think I had put her in the down command but actually she really has the need for just one COME.  She is too smart to do anything DUMB.  Yes I am blessed and very proud of my pup.  She is such a good girl.  A elderly couple was out for a walk on the beach and asked if they could give here a dog bone.  I never allow it but they were nice and JT sat pretty and stole their hearts in an instant,  she even took the cookie and ATE IT, she never does.  She must have worked up an appetite from all that running on the beach.  She was one happy dog, I swear I caught a smile or two yesterday.  She does love the beach but hurts too bad in her joints if we play for hours so the half hour worked out perfect.

We took the long way home, back roads all the way back to NH.  I have really seen that section of highway enough in a rig.

As we made our way along the coastline the towns had decked the streets with holiday lights and wreaths, it was beginning to look a lot like Christmas, well all except for the snow that was gladly missing. 

I had timed the day near perfect.  Soon it would be dark enough to see some lights and I headed for the most famous Maine Lighthouse to see them.  It was just a tad too light so I let JT out where she made new friends while I waited with not one but two cameras to catch some action beside the Atlantic.  I took too many photos, wait could that happen ?  Let me show you a couple to end this post.  I even added some to my online gallery for Holiday Cards!  Who doesn’t love the sea and these gorgeous lighthouses that keep the sailors safe.

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How can I pick which one

Until March I had never gone away,  well from anything besides my home and I shared it with the love of trucking.  I had two pups then that traveled coast to coast when loads took me that far away.

Then again there was one occasion when we had six of the seven from their litter and they were small but weaned, that I packed up them up into the van and left them with my brother.  There were their four children and the two of them perfect as that left a pup for each of them to dote on.  I took the parents of these pups overnight on a run to Maryland with my then husband, as we needed the load there quickly and he could not do the hours alone.

So as we jumped into the rig and headed down the road I could not get them out of my head.  They were the most rambunctious English Springer Spaniel’s, already with names.  Remington and Diamond showed no signs of missing them, as each mile south was behind us.  I was not very good company I missed them so much.  We  delivered the load and grabbed or return haul and headed north once again, me calling my brother at every truck stop, no there were only payphones back then.  He told me when I called they were having so much fun not to hurry back , can you imagine. Many of you know me by now I just put the hammer down and got back home, as quick as I could get those 18 wheels moving!

So that brings me back to March.  This year.  I knew the cat and dog would be fine here with their Dad but JT has been my constant sidekick  and if I was hurting so bad, I knew she would never understand why I was gone.

So while I missed  the man in my life, he understands why I went away  but my furry babies would be top on the list for me to be Home Sweet Home!

Riding Around

Well we took Mom for a ride and lunch to celebrate her upcoming 78th birthday which she will not be home for so we grabbed her while we could and went on in search for some pretty color far away.

We saw a farm with a pretty Maple Tree not quite at full color

 

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As you can see a lot of green some orange and very little Red yet.  Who knew this would be our fate today.

 

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Just a little along a lake we found in western Massachusetts.

 

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OMG I found RED, lol

A spot for us to reflect upon life and birthdays and the desire for peace for ALL

 

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No this is not upside down just the reflections of the pretty trees that lined the lake shore.

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We had company too not sure you can pick him out as he hunted the edges and trying to get away from me.

So in the end we had a nice lunch at a very old diner in Gardner and saw a few pretty leaves and a Great Blue Heron as we wished her a very Happy Birthday!

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Hope you have a wonderful long weekend to all of the followers here in the states at we celebrate Columbus Day.  It is our biggest influx of tourist’s in search of color I just hope they will not be disappointed in what we have to offer for it is all about getting out and appreciating Columbus and the trip he took to this new land.

 

 

Trucking

My Last Rig

I started out early one morning yes before the sun came up, as do most truckers.  I had delivered one load of water, with my tanker,  a few hours south of Boston.  I stopped for coffee,  for the ride back up to the mountains for my second load of the day.  I walked around my rig kicking each tire as I do after hauling a load for few hours, all was good they were all still up and lights all were working properly so I made my way back into the driver’s seat.

I made the trip up into the mountains of New Hampshire for another tanker full of Spring Water.  I took three or four loads a day,  six to seven days a week into the bottling plants as we prepared for Y2K, do you remember that in 1999,  as the world worried about life as the calendar turned to the year 2000?  Well I  had hauled rubbish, household waste for years then switched to hauling a nice clean load, one I never got my hands dirty or truck for that matter.

It was a gorgeous day out on the highways and back roads of New England.  I reached the top of the mountain where the water came from the spring and backed up to test the water and load the tanker, all 8100 gallons.  When it was over flowing I shut off the pump and closed the hatch on the top climbed down and went  around to get back in the truck for load number two.  I was grossing out at 103,000 pounds. Yes I had a reducible load permit, I was a Heavy Hauler.

I was always tense as I maneuvered my rig off the mountain, overlooking the Big Lake.  See there was a stop sign at the bottom, silly engineers, and I don’t SWIM!

The ride through New Hampshire was once again beautiful and then I entered the highway where my speed increased and I was hammer down to get the load of water to the plant before they ran out yes that is how fast they were filling one gallon jugs.

As I made it to the tolls on Route 95 South I went through with my easy pass soon I would be in Massachusetts.  This is where things went bad real bad and in a hurry.  I had just gone over the nasty metal bridge in Newburyport when I saw a  tire,  yes a huge semi tire ready to cut in front of me. I had never felt anything at the moment it came off but now I looked to my left in the mirror and saw a school bus I blew the air horn very loudly turned on my emergency flashes  to get everyone’s attention praying for myself to not hit this large tire and lose control of my rig and it’s load on board.  I already had my foot off the accelerator trying to let it slow down so I could start dropping gears and make my way to the breakdown lane.  Holding tightly to the wheel not knowing how this would play out I held my breath for what seemed like forever.  This tire crossed in front of me and the bus and then headed for the median strip never loosing speed or falling over to stop the nightmare and then popped up beside a Black Saab, yes it has been 13 years plus and I remember vividly.  The car thankfully was being driven by someone not texting or talking on their phone and they yanked the wheel to miss my tire it then went off the highway. totally.

Now as this was happening another tire came up beside me as I was trying to move over one lane at a time scared to death wondering if I could hold onto her as this had never happened to me not even in a car. This tire ran straight up beside me and then off to the right and over the embankment.  You see I had 22 wheels on my rig and  except for the two steering axle tires the rest of them were paired up.

I made it over to the breakdown lane and was happy my boyfriend was in the passenger seat for this trip not that he could do anything to stop the nightmare but I was shaking when I stopped and as he hugged me he said “I swear I do not know how you stay THAT COOL as you are at highway speeds and loose two tires and could have killed someone.”  Who was COOL?

Now out of the truck and not wanting her to be destroyed by the weight and airbags and springs taking a beating I had him crank the landing gears on the tanker down and we unhooked the airlines and electrical plug and I pulled ahead.  I then got out of the truck and I was so angry you see I had spent over $1,000.00 for two tires and new rims and all new wheel studs that weekend, I called my tire man from the side of the road and I can not say here what I said to him but I had him send a tow truck at HIS EXPENSE to come get me.  I called the plant up in the  mountains to send another driver for my tanker of water.

I then climbed back in the truck  and  then and only then did I EXHALE.

 

Life on the road is tough on drivers of rigs for they get no respect from other drivers but that day I earned their respect,  for had I been a yahoo with no common sense they would not be here and you never would have lived a few moments in the rig with me.  Yes I am a female trucker but a damn good one!    Do you know the whole time this took place and then the wait that ensued I never saw one State Trooper you see they know me and I am responsible and courteous  though at times going over the speed limit back in my trucking days, which is why I always put money back into my business equipment, my RIG, as I asked a lot of her.  Now for the rest of the story some day I will finish it and title it THE TIRE MAN,  as it is a good one!

A woman was just killed by a tire coming off a rig here in NH and I re-lived this event all over again bet you everyone on the road with me that day just over 13 years ago did too.

PAY ATTENTION not all things are within our power to PREVENT as I sadly learned.

 

Keep On Trucking!

Peace

 

I was feeling up to another drive.

It was early Friday and we thought for sure there would be no rain if we went far enough north.  We packed the dogs water and food for her and some fruit and sandwich fixings in case we got hungry as well.  We have not seen rain for two weeks and are due to have some and yesterday a few light showers passed through the White Mountains of New Hampshire but it did nothing to dampen our day as we are determined New Englander’s(wait is that a real word, lol?)

We headed up the highway till we hit the notch and the travelled across Route 112 West in search of a spot to get some panning done in the river and swing the metal detectors.  JT had her agenda as well simply just to PLAY!

We dropped her daddy off at the river while I took a familiar ride to most of you,

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though this time the color was not so brilliant I was either a few days late or maybe early.  It was still a nice 20 mile ride to get a hot cup of coffee and for me and my girl to have some alone time.  She loves riding shotgun with me two chicks in a black truck yes you know we turn heads lol.

Some of you already know I have a shoulder that has been hurting badly and having just had an injection by the surgeon I was up to getting out and since I can not see him till Halloween why not celebrate by spending time out in nature with my two favorites.

 

Now for a few shots of color I captured along the way.

 

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This shot I took beside me while I was at the gas station fueling up.

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Summer and Fall play Tug O War

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No fall color to steal the beauty of the covered bridge this year.

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JT and I may not have found a lot of color along the stream but we found a little Zen and her daddy found some color in his pan!

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Clearly some of the trees were more like me holding on to Summer for all it is worth.  Fall may be pretty to look at but next comes cold and snow and that is not welcome in my world yet.  Poor folks in WY and SD just got hammered with a nasty blizzard and all-weather marches our way thankfully it is 2,000 miles away.

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We left the river and climbed up to capture a pretty view which you can find even if the weather is not perfect.

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As we traveled southeast I stopped to capture a few shots of a lake and to let the dog stretch her legs it had been a long day of riding and walking so I will add a few more photos of the lake as I end this post and get back to catching up on as many of yours as I can with the sun showing up I maybe pulled away again .

Have a great weekend!

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I forgot.  Yesterday was a day I listed to some Janis Joplin tunes as it was the day she died so long ago and as I traveled down 16 S I saw a place for Old Hippies and I needed some perfume,  that I have worn as my signature scent since the late 60’s, yes Patchouli Oil   lol “old hippies”  (well I was just a tad too young to be a real one thankfully or I may not have made it either) I am told by the young girl inside come in for it all the time.  This was the decoration outside their door.  Now what a way to end a perfect trip for COLOR!

 

 

 

 

 

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Would You Leave?

Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home


If you had the opportunity to live a nomadic life, traveling from place to place, would you do it? Do you need a home base? What makes a place “home” to you?

I thought long and hard about this prompt.

Looking at my photograph above who would want to leave.

 

 

Many times it has crossed my mind,  like when nasty winter  Nor Easter’s roll in and dump huge amounts of snow.

You see I spent many years living a nomadic life,  in a big rig traveling here and there  but there were days I begged for a load to go back HOME.

 

I need a Home.

It is where I belong.

It would allow me to go play on the road knowing it was there to come back to.

Arizona

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Arizona is far from home for us.  We live in the Northeast and this is the Southwest.

For me,  a Trucker I always traveled far from home but for the most part I traveled within the United States with a dash into Canada now and then.

This trip was special as the man  I loved was not given much hope of a long life so we packed up the old Chevy van with camping  supplies and Gold Prospecting equipment we already had and the pup of course and headed west.  He had never been past the military base in Texas and that was so long ago for boot camp.  He flew in and out of there.  So this would be a journey for him but for me it would be like old times, well without the shifting.

We stayed out on BLM  land for 6 or 7 weeks till we had to come back for another visit with his doctor.  He did not want to go back home least of all for more tests.  I missed home and my kitty too much to hide my head in the sand of the desert.  We loaded up the old van and said our goodbyes to all we had met and I snapped a few more photos.

We came home to good news much to their amazement.  We could once again take out the map from my old trucking days and plan a trip far from home.

Hummingbirds and CB’s

Well yesterday, the 10th of May, our Hummingbirds finally made it back here to spend the summer with us.
As I sat playing frisbee with JT I had a female hummingbird sit upon the clothes line just to the left of where I was sitting. She looked healthy and I was glad to have just hung fresh sugar-water out for them. The Apple Tree is what I go by. As it had started to look as if it would burst forth in gorgeous blooms, I readied their feeders.

Up here in New Hampshire we have the Ruby Throat variety of Hummingbirds and an occasional Hummingbird Moth visit us. You know I love these little fighters though, I keep learning more amazing facts about them.

So did you know I had just one tattoo? It is in fact a life-size Hummingbird and this was also what I used for a CB Handle. Now the handle was used when traveling cross-country in the tractor-trailer we never used our own names? Did you have a CB and a Handle? I was trucking when Burt Reynolds made Breaker 1 9 pretty famous. Many songs, mostly country ones, have been done all about trucking, highways and roadie. I loved Convoy’s line “Crash the gate doing 98 and let them truckers roll!”

I had some wonderful times driving the night hours out there on the quiet roads of America. I usually drove after we had our evening meal and kept laying down the miles till it was time for breakfast, when the ex and I would switch. He did not want me, a greenhorn, in all the rush hour traffic he figured at night with just other rigs on the road what could happen.

Well let me tell you one of the stories from so long ago. I was heading west and in Kansas and had stopped to grab a coffee to help get me through my 12 hour shift. The road was dark and filled with many wild animals you had to not only watch for but to avoid as well. While filling the thermos for my evening run I was talking with fellow drivers who would be going the same way, WEST. So we followed each other out and got our trucks rolling down the interstate and chatting on our CB’s we all introduced ourselves and they thought Hummingbird was awesome! I told them it was because I was FAST! They loved it and off we went hammer down, (pressing the gas pedal). We gabbed for hours with each of us keeping our eyes peeled for the police as we were not doing 55. Then someone who had the lead suggested we try something he had all his lights on and if you have traveled the United States you know what I mean, LOTS OF LIGHTS on his rig. We truckers have a special name for ones like this, Chicken Hauler. Yes we have lots of nicknames like our CB Handel’s, like your personal car is called a 4 wheeler. So with truck out in front fully covered by tons of lights and the one in the rear of our convoy(a group of MANY RIGS) with its lights on, all of us in the middle had just our marker lights on NO HEADLIGHTS! Yes not to swift, were we night riders of our countries highways, mostly hell raisers and non conformists.

So mile after mile with our radar detectors working over time ever mindful of State Police we continued this way for miles and miles at a very good clip! Then we hear the bird dogs go off(radar detectors had names too) as a trooper was headed east and running his radar and capturing us all speeding but also us dummies in the middle of the convoy running without headlights. Now they run CB’s as well and had been listening to us talk and I was a very young female and they were all experienced truckers and who do you think the cop came for, yes ME! I saw him go into the medium strip and it was such a dip I saw his headlights shining on the sky above. He then came flying up the highway behind us and by now yes all of us had our lights on and speed to about 60 mph but he had locked on to me he said in the end.

So my trucking CB buddies were gone, I was alone except for ex in the bunk sleeping. I was in big trouble! This officer walked up to my driver’s door and told me to come back to his police car. As I opened the door and started down the ladder of our cab-over Freightliner he saw how young I was and ordered me to go back in and get all my PAPERWORK! License and registration book and my Log Book! OH NO I was really in trouble I hated doing logs as I could not do them the correct way as I had been taught to in tractor-trailer school not with the ex.

So with all of this placed on the floor of the cab I climbed down then reached up for all of this and headed back to the waiting officer. I am ordered to get into the back where upon he proceeds to read me the riot act about how I could have been killed. I told him if I had to pay a fine on the spot he would really see me die, at the hand of my ex-husband yes really young and dumb! I was not to speed or play around and I had a CB and Radar machine so there would be no fines! In the end this trooper was very nice and gave me a $20 fine I mailed to them from home. Sadly this was not the last time I drove FAST, like my little Hummingbirds! I too had places to go and people to see.

Happy Mother’s Day to all of you Mom’s! I am going to have my best one yet! It is also JT’s birthday!

Yes Spring Has Sprung!

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Leaves have begun to unfurl and show their beauty to those who wait for any sign.

 

 

 

 

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Flowers in hanging baskets become all the rage

 

 

 

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Even the beautiful Forsythia that lines this property had visitors!  I love this beautiful, very tiny golden bug.   I do love Macro for what shows up that I never saw .

Miss you all

We had our Garden Club plant sale yesterday wish it had been a sell out.

 

Painted almost the whole front side of our house today,  ouch too much.

 

It has  been so gorgeous here like a present for what we had to deal with this past winter.

 

I hope you are seeing better weather.  We go to Boston tomorrow and for the first time I am uneasy about traveling to the city I adore.  Mom has doctor appointment at one of the hospitals the wounded were taken to.

 

I am hoping to write a few stories and share some more photos I already have the photos in camera now to download them onto laptop and WRITE

 

 

Miss you all

 

 

100 Hours in 10 Days

Well most of you know I went away, by myself,  on a journey.  Some may know the world of meditation sadly I was not one of them but maybe that was in the end  just what I needed to see for myself here at the Vispanna Meditation Center out on the Mohawk Trail,  in Western Massachusetts.

I was all packed on Monday for the trip I would start out on two weeks ago on a Wednesday afternoon.  The three of us drove together and when I arrived I was scared and in tears as I did not want to leave my family.  I figured it out I had not gone away by myself since I was on a scouting trip back when I was 16 or 17.  Having just had a birthday it is easy to figure out that was 40/41  years ago.   Wow as I write it down it somehow seems crazy but true.

I kissed them goodbye and told him to drive home safely.

As I stepped through the doors of the beautiful facility I was welcomed warmly.  I filled out a short form and went to talk with some others who had also arrived.  Some had been there before others were scared as I was.  When it is unknown we can find ways to worry can’t we.   We came from all walks of life as well as other countries.  We all had the same mission though to find peace within.

I went to my room with an  “Old Student” server and then I unpacked and made my bed with the sheets and blanket I was asked to bring from home.  The room was gorgeous.  The view I looked out upon was a pretty garden area  with small patches of snow here and there not the 3 and 4 foot snowbanks at home.

We were going to be served tea and a light meal of fruit and then meet in the Meditation Hall.  I had requested a chair for my back and knee and it and a floor cushion awaited me just inside,  along the wall.  There had to be 200+ men and woman who came to this room.  We were kept apart by just a row with no cushions.  The Men had a teacher and we had ours.  They would be the only ones we could speak to except for our assistant teacher when something important came up, remember this was a Silent Retreat.  We then heard a message from the man behind this all.  This type of meditation came through Buddha but so many different sects have branched off from this truer practice.

It was time for bed and I was once again all alone and missing home but wanting to be happy again, even more.

The days were laid out on a board over by the dining hall you always had a reminder of where you were supposed to be and what you should be doing  eating, sleeping or meditating.  A pretty bell would be rung at 4 AM to gently wake you then again 15 min. later a little louder to have you in the hall from 4:30  AM.     You could choose to stay in your room but the quiet of this huge hall in the early morning hours for me was so moving only when the distractions of coughing mediators got too loud for me did I decide to stay in my room and practice my lessons.

Breakfast at 6:30 AM  back in hall by 8:00 AM then lunch at 11:00 PM back to meditating 12:30 PM till 4 when tea was served with fruit oranges, apples and bananas.  We had 2% milk or soy choices as we were now eating pretty much a Vegetarian Diet.  After the night tea and fruit if you chose to eat it I think I may have had some 5 out of the 11 days there.  After the tea time we headed back into the beautiful hall and except for breaks we would be there till around 9:00 PM then head to our rooms for much need rest who knew how hard it would be to focus your thoughts not me but I can tell you each night I was drained.

The first four days I was at the center and sitting took a huge toll on my wrecked neck from the wreck I had been in and I never gave the neck a thought as my world had  gone ergonomic .  They did everything they could to make me comfortable so I could complete my course and for this I can not thank  them enough.

Day 4 was Easter and I was wanting home badly.  As I left my room and walked to the dining area I was met with an amazing sunrise yes many miles from the area I frequent and up in the woods but there it was. Purple and Pink filled the early morning view and I felt loved.  I ate what was offered had some tea and took a walk outside in the crisp morning air.

I took my Dad’s old coat as I headed for the hall with hopes of rolling it up to better support the neck and having lost Dad 9 years ago it made me feel his strength as it was a big part of who I really was.   I got situated and set about listening to my first true lesson in Vispanna Meditation.  I will never forget Easter Sunday 2013 what an amazing day!  I had such a peace engulf me while others panicked.  I guess I saw it as a true lesson and we would all have the same outcome for all the work we had put in but that is not how life seems to really work.

I will not share the whole course here as for those who want to experience it for themselves they should with no prejudgment from my experience.

Should you be in a place in life and wanting to feel alive and have a set of tools to deal with the reality of our world better go here to read about their mission, find centers and read the Code of Ethics.

Thank you to each and every one of you who had me in their prayers and thoughts I felt strength each time I was sure I would fail.  You are THE BEST FOLLOWERS!

Peace and Love to each and every one of you from the bottom of my heart which is now filled with so much love for who I am.

www.dhamma.org

If you decide to go get ahold of me and I will give you a list of other essentials you would be better off bringing I hope to give back by serving a group such as I was a part of we were amazing so strong and such a gift to have it just over 2 hours from me.

Cool Art

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Now we were on that ride up into Maine.

My boyfriend says “Did you see that HUGE FLOWER?”

It is February how could there be a huge flower in Maine of all places.

I spin around as he tells me I will want to see it and take a photo to show YOU

Boy does he know me or what.

 

So as you can see from the photo about it is a BIG FLOWER and a BIG Butterfly.

Now he is a welder by trade

I am the secretary of a Garden Club maybe just maybe we could make up a few for

around town, just a thought.

I want him to make a fountain for in front of the Safety Complex to go with the beautiful plants

maybe this type of Art would be pretty too.

 

 

Trucking

My Last Rig

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.

We Headed Home

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This story is more about our journey home.

First a  little about our trip first.

We had travelled by conversion van, a 1993 with a big Patriots mural on the side.

Me and him and JT.

We were loaded up with winter and summer clothes.

Prospecting equipment to hunt for Gold.

Dog food and human food.

Tent, Sleeping bags and even a dog bed.

 

We stayed in the tent till the Christmas day 80 mph winds broke a tent stake.

So we made do inside the van, for a few more days.

New Years Eve came and went with a big party with everyone else who was prospecting.

We set about getting our site we had used,  out on BLM land,  back to the way we found it and

said our goodbye’s.

 

 

JT  had been away from the beach for so long that I planned our long ride home, to NH,  hitting as

many beaches from the east side of Texas all along the Gulf Coast.  She was so excited when she saw her first body of water.

This dog is so smart.  Here it is winter and her head is outside the window,  smelling the sea.  You should have seen her face when I pulled

off into a State Park she was allowed in and I grabbed her Frisbee!  She bounded out of that side door and headed for the shore.

Just like when you would tell your children you were taking them to the beach.  Now this scene got better with each stop along the way.

She was beside herself with joy of seeing water again and not just in her bowl.

 

 

We watched the miles add up on the odometer,  with each one added we were getting closer to home.

We were tired. Coyotes kept us up most of the nights in the desert .  I suppose it could have been worse with a bear or mountain lion.

We made it up to New Jersey on the turnpike and knew we were six hours or less away from the door depending on what we hit as we

arrived in New York City area.  Rush hour was what we would be looking at so I prepared  for bumper to bumper,

nasty NYC traffic.

 

Now the real reason for this post.

Have you heard of Captain Sully?

The pilot who landed his plane full of crew and passengers in the Hudson River.

I had no idea it was happening as I got to the end of the turnpike to pay my toll and wondered where all the traffic was.

It was actually not sitting well inside of me.  I lived on these roads.   I knew something horrible had happened,  the highway was EMPTY

just the three of us in a Chevy van with our football  team logo on the side and no one to honk at us.

 

I asked my boyfriend to pop out the tape and get me a local channel.

We were now up on top of the George Washington Bridge,  with the water down below us,  as we heard on the radio about a plane landing on the

river!

Are you kidding me,  the reports were saying everyone was OK and they were calling this crew heroes.  Boats from close by  were picking people up

out of the river and rushing them to safety .

 

 

We drove through the rest of New York,  never touching the brakes and headed into Connecticut then Massachusetts and into New Hampshire,  the

ride really flew by, funny how when you hear awesome news  it takes you out of everything you may have been worrying about  and puts you on cloud

nine.

 

 

That day I knew the world had witnessed a miracle.

It was a new year and he had landed his plane on the HUDSON  RIVER,  who does that?

Well it all came flooding back to me today as I watched him honored again,   this time on The  Katie C. Show.

He may never see himself as a hero but to me that is what he will always be.

Thanks  Captain  Sully

Signs Seen While Walking JT

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Something about this doorway is intriguing JT

she wants to step inside I think her daddy taking her shopping too

much. Pet stores and the Tractor Store now she thinks

all door lead to a new toy.

 

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Very nice store but JT helped to keep me on track

with weigh-ins on Tuesdays I must have a Apple

and not CANDY.

 

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Another tasty place, if you are in the neighborhood stop in.

 

 

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Fun store for TOYS that the children will love!

 

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Wonderful drinks can be found just inside the door.

This is a place you must stop in for a snack and a pretty cocktail

or a local beer.

 

 

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Downtown Exeter NH is always a busy place.

 

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Another section along the block.

 

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Art Classes offered too.

 

 

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All Day Breakfast  I must try this someday.

 

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Masons Meeting Place

 

 

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Old buildings line the downtown area.

 

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We are so ornate in these parts  but not to worry we are not unfriendly as some would have you think.

We really are a friendly bunch who call New England home.  Do not let the horns bother you it is how we say

HI

 

Peace

 

Eunice

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Pretty Pines surround this Massachusetts State Park along the Merrimack River and the Atlantic Ocean

 

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Sign post tells the story about this beautiful park.

 

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Pine Cones beneath them all in January.  Wish I had taken some home to try and  grow here at our place

 

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JT discovering smells of critters that has surly passed this way.

 

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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.

 

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The sunsets are amazing from here.

 

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Should you need directions give me a shout!

:)

Eunice

 

We Will Be Back!

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While in Boston take a spin over here and take a stroll you will love this place of quiet and serene beauty

Peace

 

JT’s Adventures ……part one

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Well by now most of you know our JT (Jess-Tex) at least in photos.  She is our Border Collie and no we do not have a farm.

I have shared my life with fourteen dogs five of which were part of a litter that went on to new homes where they were adored family members.

This dog above was born at a friend’s home,  the male  her father was from Texas and they drove from Vermont to pick him up.  JT’s mother was a dog that was dropped off at their place in Vermont.  Gorgeous lighter Gray with white.  She was scared who knows the kind of life had she lead.

JT was like the runt with a not so perfect face marking and it was just her sister and her no one had chosen to be theirs.

Now I wanted no more dogs but here were the two prettiest faces begging to be loved.  I said I wanted both,  actually could not believe that came out of my mouth.  The daughter said she was taking the tri color one.  I was taking JT as long as they were both fixed,  I didn’t care.

The day we found her in the horse stall with her sister,  we had been camping with a three-year old great-niece  so we went home to NH but when I got to my house I called them and said I would be back up for the pup I had fallen in love with. Her husband was going to be in NH on a welding job so he brought the pup with him so we did not have to go all the way back to northern Vermont.

We bought a leash and collar as well as  bowl and water,  as it would be a long ride for a puppy and headed north.

We took the pickup truck with a bench seat so she could lay between us.   Funny as I look back six and a half years later  at that ride home.  She would lay her head on my leg then wander over to the passenger side for his leg.  She was trying to settle in on that big seat but wanted to be close to both of us,  her HERD.

We stopped often to walk her, and to let her have some water and then she was scooped up again and placed in the middle between us.    It is where she has always ridden till he bought this new truck with the big back seat.  All hersto be sure.

She had been born on Mother’s Day and  in October she took her first really long ride down to Georgia.  We went gold prospecting with a club he belonged to and she set about making many new friends that weekend.  It was really rainy and nasty,  creeks were swollen I was so glad this camping trip was in a cabin with a hot tub.

This pup has led a very interesting life to be sure.  She could have a blog of her own.

We no sooner got back from our trip to Georgia when we set in motion an epic cross-country trip  that would include sleeping out in the wild, in a tent for the month of December.  Not too worry we would be in Arizona and it is still warm right?

We bought an old RV and he made it road worthy and we were looking forward to an amazing journey together.    Then the gas prices soared so we scrapped the idea of taking the old beast back west where it had actually been made.  I looked for a van cheaper on gas and room for all we would need to bring with us.  I found a pretty cool looking Chevy van, a conversion van the kind with a bench seat that lays down and can be used as a bed.  We bought it from a group of men who used it  to go back and forth to New England Patriot football games.  Yes tailgaters.  It has a HUGE Patriots Loge on one whole window.  I never thought about the fact we were going to be in the Super Bowl and the game would be in Arizona!

What a trip that was from the start.  JT could feel the excitement.  I rented a place for our cat to go where,  she was to be treated like a Queen, for the money she better have been the center of attention.  He made a rack for the hitch, the fact he was a welder for 30 years came in handy.  On this rack we took the tool box off the pick-up and placed our clothes and tenting supplies as well has some dry goods like JT’s Food and dog bones.  We would be on BLM land and there would be no stores, no street lights, no phones.  JT would be the only one out of the three of us to do nothing but play as any pup will do.  They said rattle snakes would have taken cover as well as the other critters who live under ground,   I was hoping so.

So we loaded up and headed south, I had to say good-by and Merry Christmas to Mom on our way.  We opened our gifts and had a beautiful meal then loaded back into the van and headed out of New England.  Leaving what we thought  of winter behind us as well.

As we headed south through Massachusetts we heard a lot of horn blowing and people giving me the THUMBS UP  signs that was different for me having been in a big rig all those years and it was never a THUMB I got!  People were excited,  they saw the sign and our team was in the hunt for a ticket to the BIG GAME!  When we hit NJ the looks changed, funny how that works.

I stopped on the NJ Turnpike to top off of the gas tank when a big dark-colored Suburban pulls on the other side of the pump.  It had those really dark windows,  looking kind of sinister.  This is a place they pump for you, so as I am sitting and waiting I hear a horn beep then I see the black glass start to open  and there were four huge black men smiling at me I was kind of confused then one pointed to the SIGN on our window and said GO PATS!!!  They could have been players looking at the size of them!  It was like that the whole trip out. Just random strangers stopping us to congratulate our team on the playoffs  and wishing us well on our journey.  They all petted JT.  I swear more love was given to her that first year of her life.  No wonder she chooses humans over animals to play with.  She never new life as a dog.

 

more later on JT’s Adventures with us and her adoring fans

 

 

Wish We Had Headed West

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Well after shoveling and snow blowing all day I am missing the west. The Southwest actually.  The desert of AZ.Today where we live in NH, we got our first snowstorm,  for a total of just over a foot of snow.  So I am really missing the sunny, dry conditions of the desert southwest.

 

I know I would miss my birds,  what would they do without me?  One year when I took off for the west I cut open a 50 lb. bag of sunflower seeds and spread them out under my truck,  someone or something had some good meals for the few weeks we were gone.  Summer trips we take there are plenty of bugs to eat but in the dead of winter and them being used to having their meals here,  it was the least I could do for them , what was $25.

Two Beaches In One Day

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We arrived just after 8:00 AM

The surf was wild so we hung around to see if it would  start to head out enough to look for treasure

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She found a stick on the beach

HOW DOES SHE DO THAT?  I left the Frisbee in the truck as she has been hurting after playing at the beach lately so much for best laid plans lol but she was so happy to see the ocean I could not say NO.

 

Check out this wave action

 

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Is that a WAVE or a Wall heading towards us and where are the surfer dudes

 

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I was hoping to catch the sun out over the ocean but it never showed up

 

We climbed back in truck and took a ride two beaches further north

 

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Even without the sunshine we had an amazing day at the coast.

JT and I walked and walked slow and steady and my honey found a diamond ring with  a dark Blue stone all around the center stones very pretty and MY SIZE

 

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There are so many rules and regulations now that they are trying to spruce up this place

 

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Being the REBEL I am I broke a couple of these today

 

Come on though dead of winter not many souls out and NO DOGS OR DIGGING how can we treasure hunt with our cute little pup   well as long as these animals are allowed I will continue to break the rules

 

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I clean up after JT

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Yes her mommy has taken her out to play at her favorite place

 

I have hundreds of photos of today so look for more of the Sea from me

 

 

 

 

Portsmouth NH

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Cold Along the Coast Today

Newcastle NH

Cold November Day

 

 

 

 

Newcastle NH

Cold but Pretty

 

 

New England Lighthouses

2 Lighthouses in 1 Stop!

 

Well I had to go into the city of Portsmouth, that is NH,  today for supplies to finish all the earrings I finished making yesterday.  I asked him to grab his detector and I got the dogs water thermos filled and her Frisbee and leash into the truck.  Portsmouth sits along a river that empties into the sea.  So we were all off to have a nice day.

 

My boyfriend had his coat on and JT she did too but I had two shirts on and a very light jacket and I have to say I froze.  JT on the other hand was in the water before I knew she would do it,  she is so smart I forget she is still a DOG !  So I moved our game of catch far enough from the edge so she would not sneak back in.

 

We met a nice man with a 8 month old  puppy who wanted to play with JT but if you can’t throw something to her she doesn’t want anything to do with you,  yes spoiled for sure.  We also met a woman who was there to walk around the parking lot over and over till she had 3 miles under her belt.  She loved JT.

 

Now it was cold and raw and yes I had her off leash to play catch and had bags to pick up after her , should I need to.   I did not think there would be a problem ,well as we placed her into the truck a really nice, local police officer, told us she could be there but on leash only and that he could detect the beach but only from high tide mark to the sea.  I love this place and will come again till May when she is no longer allowed but I will bring a stick and her leash  and walk around and around till her and I have 2 or more miles done.  The other beaches we go to allow her to play,  as she is better behaved than most children.

No tickets thankfully, just letting us know as we do not live near there.

All in all still a nice but COLD DAY…..brrrr

 

 

Riding Through NH and VT

It was a beautiful morning when we woke cold and frosty as you would think NH would be on Thanksgiving morning but roads were clear up through our White Mountains.  As we reached the border area of VT where Moore Dam sits the fog stated to rise as the sun warmed the air over the lake so pretty wish I was not on a mission and could have stayed to watch it to completion as it was the most beautiful of days with friends in their kitchen and yard talking and sharing a meal while giving thanks for what we have.

 

Thanksgiving Morning

93 North on Thanksgiving Morning

 

Thanksgiving Morning

State Forest

 

 

 

Thanksgiving Morning

Trees are no longer covered with beautiful leaves

I was thankful for the fact there was NO SNOW there

 

Cannon Mountain

Just a trace amount

 
 

 

 

Moore Dam

Fog Rising

 

 

 

 

Moore Dam

Thanksgiving Morning Along Moore Dam

 

 

VT

Almost There

 

 

VT

ONE MORE TURN

 

 

 

Border Collie Tex

Like his daughter he greets us with a STICK

 

I will share more photos as the day go on you know me I always take too many and ADD TOO MANY to a post

 

Home you all had a wonderful time in the States over a nice meal with family and friends

We did

Eunice

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Good Morning

Just want to pop in before the week gets crazy for all of you baking and cooking up a storm or running off to catch a plane.  I wanted to thank each and every one of you for following and or liking my space here with you.  This is a  wonderful time of the year. A time to give THANKS for all we have.  Times are really tough not only here in the US but sadly around this world.  I pray daily for this world to live in Peace and Harmony.

I hope you will make memories here in the states with your family and friends.  That you travel safely to and from your homes.

You see it  is coming upon the day my life changed with one rear-end collision.

I had spent Thanksgiving at my parents home with my brother and his family also attending.  We left early as I had to drive a dump truck the following day/  A girl has to work you know.  So I did I trucked probably 13 loads that day for the boss and then met up with my boyfriend at the time and his boss.  They asked if I wanted to go to the Casino.  I really did not want to go I had been driving all day in heavy equipment which can beat you up pretty badly.  Seems they had discussed going for a few hours long before I showed up.  Men!  Well neither of them had rights to drive a car so in the end I said I would go for a few hours, two-hour trip down maybe five hours there figuring that would be enough time for them to lose all their cash, me I love games of chance but work so hard for my money and am so responsible that I take just $50.  This night we left at 8:00 PM from his boss’s home and headed south to CT.  We were going to Foxwoods.    We made good time as there really was no traffic due to it being a holiday weekend.  I went in with them and watched for a little while then I placed $20 into a One Armed Bandit machine,  SLOTS  I like the lights flashing and the sounds that come from them but not how they suck you into feeding them more and more hard-earned money.  So I played that $20 for all she was worth till it was gone then told the men I was going to get some sleep out in our conversion van.  I slept till his boss who was also tired wanted in to sleep as well.  I fell back to sleep till about 4 AM and wanted to head north so I went in search of the boyfriend.  I found him glued to a Poker Machine and I said we wanted to head home.  He answered “but I’m up $500!”  I laughed and said “good as we could use the extra cash for heating and Christmas”.  Not happy but not having a license he had no choice but to cash out and make his way with me home.  The dogs would need to go out by the time we got back.  We had 3 of them.

Now we are all in the van and getting ready to leave the parking area and I  make plans to go to the coffee shop a DD at the next light.  While sitting in our new van at a Red light we were rear-ended by a Casino Tour Bus doing 35 mph or more.  I went unconscious upon impact his boss’s eardrum blew as he was laying down on back bench seat and boyfriend was pinned for a moment in the passenger side.  No air bags deployed who knew they did not when you are hit from behind.  Every seat that was being used by us snapped upon impact.  No none of us had seat belts on as we were just going into a local coffee shop for a cup for the ride home.  I would have broken left leg and two thigh bones had I k=not been thrown to the rear of the van.  My left calf is still HUGE after 12 years.  Knee is still torn to pieces not to say a thing about my back.  The two of them who stayed in their seats healed over time but I am left with injuries and memories of a night just the day after showing many thanks.

It was 4 years later the doctors sat me down and said I would probably never drive a Big Rig again and on my Birthday.  Such a very sad day for me. I tear up still with just going back to that day.

 

So now 12 years later I am alive and very thankful to be. So many things in my life would be so different had that accident not occurred I know that now but it was still a long 12 years.

So really pay attention while out there not only to your driving but put down the phone and pay attention my parents almost lost me that day and it was the bus driver on the phone.

 

No pretty photo for this post as there really was none.

I have made up for it this past 6 months with all of you.  Thanks for being there when I needed you the most.

XO

Eunice

We Headed Out For A Free Show

We woke early to get ready to attend.  We took the truck and dropped of the dog with my Mom.  She was very sad and didn’t really want to see us go.  I knew she would be safe for a few hours with Mom and it was time for me to have some fun after the last week I had just been through. I had it planned down to the minute as we would drive 22 miles from Mom’s then catch one bus then catch yet another and a short walk would put us front and center of 1325 Commonwealth Avenue a place the band had called home and where they actually wrote a few hits.  I am talking about old friends from long ago you know them as Aerosmith.  So let mew show you some photos of a beautiful day we spent with them at a free concert they set up for us their FANS.

 

Waiting for the first bus

 

 

Flatbed Trailers full of Speakers, for the show, parked along the road ready to go.  They never broke them down!

They came in like our sports stars do in Boston, well they are ROCK STARS!
By DUCK BOATS.
They brought friends and family too.

They were going back home to where they had started this journey.

 

I have to tell you about some friends.  MR. Kraft and his Son who are owners of our NFL Football Team The New England Patriots!

They brought Footballs for each of the band members.  Game Balls.

Best of all they brought our Quarterback, I am sure you have heard of him lol Tom Brady.  The band had made a new track for them to use while on the field when they play.

 

When we arrived there may have been a thousand of us early birds.

 

 

We were up pretty close to the entrance of their old place.

 

 

One rig was for them to perform from the other two of these trailers loaded with speakers one for each side of this section of street.  They said there could be 100,000

of us fans show up.  I think they said it was more like 30,000 I can’t say as we were shoulder to shoulder dancing and screaming for MORE!

It was a cool day as you can see but Steven Tyler took of his coat and asked us to do the same.  I had dressed in layers so my light jacket was already tied around my waist but

boyfriend said we were nuts and he chose to stay bundled up.

 

 

TV and Radio stations were everywhere

 

 

Police too, but it was a party they really were not needed. They were loving the show as well,  even helicopters hovered above to take it all in.

 

 

 

There is always one in the crowd who never thinks of who they may be blocking so before they took her down they passed her their cameras

 

 

Steven Tyler turns to include all the college student who have gathered along the ground in front of their old place on Comm Ave

 

 

They shot us with cannons full of confetti they part was over it was time to send them back on tour as the following day TODAY their new album dropped

 

A sea of rockers as you can see and this doesn’t really show much at all as they had started to disperse from that end.

 

 

The Roadies break it down, sure wish they had had room for a piano we really wanted to hear DREAM ON maybe next time

 

A very orderly crowd

 

 

As you can see we were very well protected

 

 

 

Never been so glad to see our truck sitting and waiting for us safe and sound.  Time to get in and go see Mom and our little pup JT

 

Wish you could have joined us for the show.

Catch them when they come to your town they will have you rocking all night long!

 

Peace

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Maine

ONTO THE ISLAND

 

MAINE

Bridge

 

 

STEEL

FRAMEWORK

 

Maine

 

Spot of color on the BRIDGE

GREEN

 

 

 

Country Roads

My Town

 

 

 

25 MPH Roads

 

 

 

Farm Land

 

 

Mountain Color in NH

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THE KANC

Winding  Mountain Roadway

Mountain Roads of NH

Fog Lifting

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Let’s Take A Long Sunday Drive

HOP IN

RIDGELINE

Let me take you along my favorite stretch of roadway and you will see NH all decked out  in her finest!

One section is 32 miles with NO GAS.  It’s OK, I promise not to run out.

Ready?

White Mountain National Forest

 

 

 

 

White Mountain National Forest

 

 

 

Look at those COLORS just up ahead.

 

 

 

I want to show you  something that makes NH special

Covered Bridge #29

We are spoiled by  so many of these bridges,  throughout our state.

Let’s check out the river, I did tell you before that there is GOLD here.

GOLD Laden River

 

 

 

 

OK Jump back in let’s check out a few more spots of color.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Let’s keep our eyes open,  MOOSE ARE HUGE!

 

 

 

Let’s pull off and check out the lake

Beaver Lake as the fog lifts

 

 

 

 

 

Fall Color around the Lake

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Isn’t it Beautiful here?

Maples Rock

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

OK time to grab a coffee and sit by the river.  I hope you liked the ride.  This year has

been spectacular to say the least and we still have 1/2 the state yet to hit PEAK COLOR.

 

 

RIVER

 

Thanks again for coming along on and should you ever decide to visit NH at this beautiful time of the year always check the State of NH website for update on where and when the fall color should be at her best.  Make sure your camera has fresh batteries.

Another Spot of Color

BEAVER POND

 

A  break in the heavy rain but breeze enough not to capture a perfect refelction.

 

CAMP

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yes there was a lot of Rain

Some beautiful color as well

Good conversation

Tasty meals

Wonderful adult drinks

Gold

and yes with the weather we had

WE HAD DUCKS TOO!

 

Well you can’t always get sunshine

and warm temps but friends now

that is real warmth

 

 

BACK FROM MOUNTAIN TRIP

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We made a dash to get away

We loaded the dredge as well as our dog

We  also added food to have during our stay

I must say we spent many hours in a fog

 

He went for color in his pan

I went for photos full of color

Not much went as planned

OH but I did see COLOR

 

You can not imagine what the mountains looked like

It was hard for it to be caught on film

Between the fog and heavy rains I took no hike

I will try to share some even though the light was slim

 

 

Fall in NH

 

 

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Headed North Soon

Northbound

Headed Up

 

I hear there will be rain all around

I sure hope the clouds part by Sat. night

There will be a beautiful sight to behold

A Full Harvest Moon

So special drinks will be mixed and we will sit around

with friends and unwind.   I hope you

all have a wonderful night and enjoy  the Moon

 

 

 

Camping Along A River

Originally posted on 20 Lines A Day:

Boulders in a Stream

Next Time Color

 

We are planning another visit

We will sleep this time,  in a tent

Yes our dog will be inside there with us

She loves our camping trips too.

 

Winter will be here soon.

The leaves have begun to change .

With less light each day, they will lose their green color

and their grip on the limbs.

 

So it is time for us to go say goodbye to the stream

that has given up her gold flakes to us all summer

and to see our friends before the north country is covered in

ice and snow. You know I hate it so.

 

This trip though, we will spend the day in the river, brrrr

and evenings we will have a beautiful fire

and share meals with our friends.

 

Looking to stay on my plan, even when I am away from home.

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Two Ships Passing (In The Day)

So who slows down? From where I stood, no one did.

 

 

 

Do you have days like this?  Hi and Bye!

Take time to enjoy YOUR day and always make time to make someone elses better.

The Cabin

 

Wagon wheel is a nice touch not sure where it comes into play though.

Maine is where this cabin sits, out along the road for everyone to see.

The man who owns this property also has some trains out on the lawn too.

There is a huge house here as well and he will charge you to come inside to have a look around.

 

I found this cabin not where you would think, it sits out on the lawn now.

As I got closer I  could see the dirty curtains hanging in disarray.

See the trim?  I am old enough to remember Pom Pom trim, as Mom sewed her own and used this too.

I must say it was NEVER my look.  Mom on the other hand seemed to like using it.

 

No rhyme nor reason  when you see the things he gathers and places on display.

Some see it as an eyesore

My other half could hardly wait to get inside with all the antiques, I use the term lightly.

I stayed out side drawn to this cabin  sitting all alone on a busy street.

 

 

I wish I could buy her and place her back in the woods, maybe alongside my stream.

Some one added a pretty piece of art to one end, see someone else did see her beauty.

I know I would make  a window box and fill her to the brim with beautiful flowers  for all to see.

I would take down those curtains and let everyone peek inside. Knowing this guy it is probably packed full.

 

Love the little wooden deer, those are big around here.

The owner has been collecting so much STUFF

He even made it on TV.

Do you know the show The Picker’s,  well they paid to get in to see.

I still say I need to bring this little cabin  to my place and give her some LOVE.

 

 

So if you travel up into Maine and see the OPEN sign,  stop in and check out the cabin I wish was mine.

 

 

 

 

Favorite Roadway

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You all here know I love the sea

but some will see there is more to me.

I love the mountains in Spring, Summer and Fall

you will never find me here come winter,  well ok if it 50

degrees maybe I will take a ride towards here.

We follow the Kanc as locals here in NH call a section

of RTE 112.   Have you ever traveled up here in the NH

White Mountain  National Forest?  Do you remember hearing

about our states symbol, The  Old Man on the Mountain  falling( it was a rock formation)?

There are lots of things to do and see up here during all of our four seasons.

Hiking, camping, swimming and fishing oh and yes skiing too.

Not for me mind you but the highways are packed every

Friday night with people headed north, to do what it is that is their favorite pastime.

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Stanton Arizona

 

JT and I would start each day with a walk out here,  in Stanton  Arizona.

After sleeping in a tent all night and everyone off on 4 wheelers metal detecting, we were

able to go exploring with a camera,  for our own treasure.

 

It is so peaceful out here in the desert.  My favorite time to arrive is between Thanksgiving and

Christmas and stay until the days are so warm you know the rattlers will be out on a steady basis.

 

The way  I saw it, there must have been more than a few in these parts

or there would be no need for a sign like this.

 

 

The scenery was stunning and I could so easily become a snow bird in this area of our country.

 

 

This was our home away from  home

Away from high NH heating bills and where temps in December go into the 60’s and 70’s

though the winds at times out here were  blowing 60+ mph.  We were glad to have our van

to retreat into when they  blew through.

 

Each night as we sat in front of the fire,  that we had just cooked our supper on , this would appear before

us.  Life is good.

 

 

 

So if you ever get a chance to head down to the southwest area of our country grab a tent

and the rest of you gear and pick a spot out on BLM land and make it your home for a few weeks.

Try your hand at prospecting for Gold, take photos of the new things you will see then

share your trip with me.  I know you will love it if you have a sense of adventure and do not require a

Wal-Mart close by,  as in our case it was 45 min or more once we turned on to the roadway outside

of  area we were camping.  I went out once a week to shop and do laundry.  Life can be so simple.

Take some time to get away from the rat race and enjoy your life it is the only one you have.

 

He Loves Me He Loves me Not

The Ocean and Flowers just a Picture Perfect Day!

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re-blogging for all my friends that will travel this way in serch for GOLD
Be sure to check it out!

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The Raven & the Rattler at the Sign Post Forest

If you’ve been reading this blog for long, you know how much I love quirky roadside attractions. I’ll drive hundreds of miles out of my way to see the world’s largest anything. So when a friend heard I was heading for the Yukon and told me about the world famous Sign Post Forest in Watson Lake, I had to go.

As the legend goes, the Sign Post Forest was started in the 1940’s by a homesick American GI, who posted a sign pointing to his hometown of Danville, Illinois. Watson Lake is a significant waypoint along the Alaskan Highway, the major link between Canada and the North, and scores of travelers have passed through and added signs pointing back to their own hometowns. At last count, in 2010, the forest boasted more than 70,000 signs, license plates and plaques…

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Pow Wow

Here is New England yesterday the weather was going to be beautiful warm and sunny.  I wanted to do something different this weekend after last weekends nightmare.

I got out one of the free papers and went to see what was happening in our area.  Let’s see there was a County Fair,  Craft Fairs, Yard Sales and an American Indian Pow Wow.  We

decided to take a ride to Maine to  attend the Pow Wow.  Highway traffic was backed up for miles so we went off the beaten track and made our way north.  It took place in Wells Maine,

along the  Atlantic Ocean.

 

The photos are of some of the dancers from the different tribes who drummed and danced there yesterday.  They  will be there till 5 PM tonight if you are in the area.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I have to comment on this woman’s Native America Attire it not only moved but had a wonderful sound that moved with her body as she followed the music of the DRUMS

 

 

 

 

 

We had a wonderful time at the Pow Wow and met so many who performed in their ceremony of dance.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

MUSSLE MAN (lol)

I LOVE the sea but you have already figured that out, in this short time I have been doing my BLOG.

You also know I love cool and interesting but different things as well.

Quirky yes  maybe lol,  but I am NOT ALONE!1!

There is this   Artist who is out there!     Really OUT THERE!

Check this out!

Now come on isn’t this just the COOLEST thing you have ever seen!

It is made with Mussels,  man they ate a lot of them!

I love my camera and the life I have , well maybe not yesterday but 9 out of 10 days it is a TRIP  I am on, with cool things just there in my day,  waiting for me to capture  it the best I

can with my little Kodak Easy Share !

Now what can you do with shells you may have after dinner is done?

Camping

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Camping in the mountains is fun.

We took the 1976 Champion out, on maybe her last one.

We set it up on our spot.

I then went about decorating our plot.

I bought some hanging plants.

I also went about dealing with ants.

I grew some wonderful Tomatoes and Lettuce too!

People who stopped by, were amazed to see how beautiful they grew.

JT had some fun too.

She loved getting to know everyone new.

We found gold on this trip as well

He will never forget this summer as well.

Soon it was time for summer to end.

Hurricane Irene was to blame in the end.

Camping in the old RV was nice.

Until we had  to change direction twice.

Roads washed away.

Somehow I bet, you knew I would find a way!

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