So many in the US have awful weather but for the most part the area of NH I call home has enjoyed 80’s and 90’s with rain just when we need a good soaking. This has helped a lot as all I seem to do these days is mow and trim weeds. I may need a goat as I am now covered in Poison Ivy/Sumac and never had it bother me before.
This is a perfect spot to capture shots of all who stop by for a drink or some fresh bugs even the bugs(dragonflies) find plenty to their liking.
I still must force myself to get back to watercolor with all this action and work it seems to no longer be a priority. Guess I have just gotten so involved in so many projects it has taken a backseat. I will bring my paints out tonight as the heat from the day fades and just get a wash onto the paper and then see where I go from there. I do not have a creative block as I create stuff daily just still grieving I guess.
The Hummers fight over who will use the swing I hung up for them.
I am in our local garden club and am involved in pulling off a Brew Fest to raise money for the “Friends of the Library” now to get all the people together and the forms filed with all agencies and town officials. We will hold the event here at our own 1/4 mile dragstrip New England Dragway and Motorsports
Burnouts always happen here.
You would not think it would be a lot of work to pull off a 4 hour event but it is. We will set up early tear down after and help get the track put it away for winter.
We are hoping for a successful fundraiser so we can do many things for our library which is getting an addition finally as the 50’s building was not meeting the needs of an aging population.
Got to run it will be 90 today and I water the plants right after I finish coffee.
Have a great day everyone sorry about the large photos too busy to go add the smaller ones.
It snowed and snowed and snowed some more. It was a day of pushing snow around the landscape, that had looked so warm the day before. The sun was supposed to show up yesterday and warm up all that wet snow and I knew what that meant. Yes back up onto the roof I would go. He put the heavy ladder up against the lowest roof line and held the ladder while I went up with cameras wrapped up in plastic bags and placed into a canvas bag, I also brought up the electrical wire draped over my good shoulder and prayed I made it to the top of the ladder with no slip ups. Once upon the roof I found out rather quickly how slippery it was and fell hard on my bad knee. Is that not the way when you have an injury? Now I had to get real close to the edge as he handed me up not one but two shovels, our Christmas gift from Mom the electric Snow Shovel. I plugged the electric cord into the machine still not thinking it was right to run an electrical appliance in heavy wet snow, I dropped the other end down to him and prayed the wiring was safe and that some of my cheap boots had a little rubber in them. Now with trashed knee and bad thumb on left hand and bad left shoulder I set out to see if I could do this alone while he used the roof rake on the front of the house, as reaching up hurts me more. When he had the whole roof over the kitchen and spare bedroom completed he passed me up this rake as well so I could do the loft bedroom across the way, while I stood on the flat roof covered by rubber and 8″ of snow. No one wants us up there mostly us but when you have snow build up then rain or more snow is predicted it must come off or fear of a roof collapse is a certainty and insurance may not pay if they say you were negligent in not caring for your home. Being poor and injured is no excuse. I pay over $400.00 a year to them, to protect my home from things I can not but a roof and new batteries for fire alarms can be done so far by us. While I was clearing roof with electric machine it went so much faster than with a shovel, that is for sure. I had been dreading this after shoveling heavy wet snow the whole day before as he cleared the rest of this place with the gas snow thrower. We were so tired we went to bed early with our achy bodies. Today I had a game to watch so I went up early but it ended up taking me just one hour using this new tool and a shovel and roof rake, I was surprised. I ended up falling two more time both down on that left knee. I have been walking on ice for two weeks ever so careful with no falls and today there were three. I was praying I would be able to climb the ladder down. Yes I am too old for this so is he but we have no other choice. So as I caught my breath and let my heart slow down I unwrapped the cameras and began to take in the beauty of our winter landscape. It really was pretty with all the snow-covered trees and almost 30 F. No sun was visible for which I was thankful.
Time to share a few shots with you. Enjoy our chilly landscape if you are having terrible heat where you live and I am so sorry for all of you living with horrible floods or draught. I am not alone when it comes to a winter landscape so many are looking out their windows at scenes such as these.
The side of the home along the river we can not reach to clear it off but this is also where the sun will do its work and melt it over time. One good thing about clearing the roof is we no longer will have horrible icicles or ice damming occurring and causing water damage.
The wild birds flit to and from the forest to the feeders some scared by me up above them.
Many run to the Apple tree as I move about trying to capture the yard below.
The row of bushes I keep all along the southern edge of the upper yard is for the backyard birds to run into for cover as well. Hawks have to usually throw themselves into my plantings to get one of my pretty little birds they usually leave hungry and have to go in search elsewhere for easy pickings. You know me by now I shall never take a photo of death by any means. I am just about the beauty and joy playing out around me.
We sure wish the yard was not so flooded, as this week all of this water will freeze solid, as a new cold front slips south and over our area. Did I forget to tell you another 3 or 4 inches of snow is coming on Tuesday night and into Wednesday as the cold arrives. We will not do the roof if that is all we get we need to rest our bones.
Looking out from the windows I sit in front of when I make pretty things no wonder I work in such BOLD COLORS!
Thanks for stopping by I really appreciate all of your visits as you can we pretty much have the dog and cat and wild birds and each other to keep from going stir crazy on snowy days!
Yes pretty for those of you not having to SHOVELI IT! So pretty just to sit and chill looking at folks like me stuck in New England when their hearts are missing the south!
Remember this view?
This one too
Welcome to my world today! Just 24 hours later. The saying here goes “Don’t like the weather, wait a minute!”
Now once again a winter wonderland
Shoveling for the dog and the birds once again.
Heavy wet stuff had the boughs weighed down badly
It came down to beat the band!
This was were the ducks swam yesterday in the pretty sunshine.
Look what he got to move for it’s maiden voyage 🙂
Messing around while I had my feet up waiting to go out for round 3
Yes they came to the feeders to fill up
The Apple Tree had all kinds of birds on it as the truck or snow thrower or me with my camera spooked them
I am not lying when I say I want YESTERDAY BACK!
Then again I want tomorrow to come too as our very handsome New England Patriots Quarterback will be in Denver to play against Manning. Sure hope they don’t stop to get high well any higher than the Mile High, at the stadium. GO PATS!!!!!
JT grabbed her Frisbee and me the camera and we went to walk the property so I could pick up any branches that may have come down it the nasty winds. You will see there is no snow. Plenty chilly today. The cat for some reason was running like she was a kitten again she is 12 now. So I toss the disc over and over while making sure the cat did not leave and head out into the coyote filled woods, all the while capturing parts of our yard before it gets covered in snow, the 2 or 3 in. we had last week melted with warmer temps and torrential rains. The river is actually at flood stage or 2 in. below today. Time to share our stroll around the yard.
Well they had another draw down at the lake and you can see more of the islands show up, as well as the shoreline.
Come to find out it is the association here that wants to release so much water, so that they can leave their docks in the water all winter.
My yard is one of many taking it all so they can keep doing what they want. This will now become a push and shove deal and I will fight for my land, as this is MY HOME not a SUMMER COTTAGE.
Absolutely insane to be drawn down so much, that water is eight feet below where it runs normally.
I thought all of this was being done with a few boards, was I ever surprised to see what is behind my house, hidden in the woods and should it fail, as dams did in Katrina, we will be dead in minuets. I will show you what has been destroying my beautiful landscape, year after year, in a few days, if I can get any sleep now.
It has been a very long time since I looked at this photo. I used to miss this truck so much, then it was the girl I was, who had gone missing.
Let me tell you some background since a few have asked about the days I spent behind the wheel of an 18 Wheeler(this one has 22 ) .
So much happened before I became a trucker, guess you would surmise that, as young girls really did not drive tractor-trailer trucks in the mid to late 70’s, well not in New England especially.
So do I begin here with this time period in the photo or go from the start?
I think I will do this blog from just before the time I bought her till I said goodbye, as there really is an awful lot for this story.
I was divorced in 1995 and as part of the settlement of OUR THINGS I had a choice to make. Let’s see he had already just got rid of the truck he drove, he actually gave it back to the bank with less than a year to pay on it. He was drinking so heavy daily and I could not drive TWO TRUCKS so he did what he did. I insisted we split the days up with him driving my rig(not this one) Monday,Wednesday and Friday which would leave me Tuesday and Thursday and most Saturdays. At the time I was hauling rubbish back and forth from Roxbury, MA to different landfills and trash to energy plants here in New England.
Things were getting worse living with him. I never thought they could get any worse and there came a point when I had the police remove him from the home. I had finally had too much. Lost so much. I signed a restraining order and told them he could come for the rig, with police.
It took a year before the final day in front of the judge. All I wanted was the house, 4 dogs and my 68 Camaro and my Ford Pickup Truck. He could take EVERYTHING ELSE!
In the time I sent him away, I found a job driving for a local company. I was now driving a Dump Truck. Worked 10 hours a day and finally had a life but not much money compared to owning my own rig but I was happy, really happy. I actually looked forward to doing my hair and climbing into that Orange Mack daily.
When the judges final decree was sent he gave me everything I wanted. The house, dogs and vehicles. Now how could I pay the house payment on a weekly paycheck, as an employee, I really couldn’t.
My Dad knew I worked for a seasonal company so he gave me an old 1974 Mack to drive. He paid for the registration and fuel and insurance and I paid him back weekly. I worked that truck for probably 9 months and even put some cash away. The Mack had a lot of issues being so old and finally she just could not go on the road anymore so if I was to truck I had to go shopping and quick!
I had a job to haul containers of beer from the pier in Boston or trailers from the rail yards in Alston. I poured through books and found a place in CT that sold used trucks. I saw the tractor in the photo above and thought she would be a good enough rig for me to begin again. The man who owned the place was impressed with my knowledge of trucks see he threw questions at me to check, I was a female. I had to prove to him I owed nobody anything after the divorce except my mortgage company and that the home was mine and not the ex-husbands. So he put a paper plate on it and told me to take it up to NH and drive it haul a few loads and show it to my Dad to make sure it would be a good choice for me, and then bring him the decree so he could see what the judge had written.
I went straight to my parents home from CT which was just under 2 hours away and showed them what it looked like and then Dad hopped into the driver’s seat and off we went for a test drive just as I had when I was 18 in a car he brought home for me. He liked it and then we switched seats and I drove. It was the first time I had ever taken my Dad with me in a rig, Mom had been several times but now it was time to show my Dad how over 2 mil. miles had made me into an awesome though fearless driver. He loved the ride! He said it looked like a solid truck for what I was hauling and that I drove it like a professional. I could not be happier. He asked if I needed any money and I told him no you see it was $1,000.00 down and a payment each month for 2 years and she would be mine. That was 1996, late in the year.
I hauled the beer and goods for maybe a year then I got antsy I wanted to haul the heavy loads again. This truck did not have a double frame or a wet system. I traded my Camaro for a Wet System which consisted of a pump and a tank which held Hydraulic fluid and hoses and fittings. This poor truck with her big Cummings Motor was going to set out to do the impossible, just as it owner.
I hooked up with old friends and started hauling Bark Mulch from a place in Maine all the way to Cape Cod and places in between. I loved the work and the places they sent me as so many others would hit everything but the lottery in the customers yards that they started to request the Blonde Girl who was a great driver! Everywhere I went I got smiles and waves from people. See I was an oddity still and we were now in the late 90’s.
Bark Mulch was seasonal so I had to find steady work I had not only a home to pay for but a truck. I hooked up with another friend in the rubbish business and started to haul four loads a day for him 6 days a week. I now had Sunday’s to play with the dogs in the yard while the truck was washed and oiled changed for the next week of work.
I hauled garbage till it just became too expensive to keep tires on it with going in and out of a landfills and hooked up with a Spring Water company. It was now 1998 winter again and this would be my first experience hauling a tanker down off the top of a mountain with snow and ice. I was scared, very scared about stopping at that stop sin at the bottom, why do they do that anyway!
I worked that whole winter of 1998 and then in 1999 the real fun began. I never got sleep I just napped in between loads. I hauled 3 to 4 loads of water, weighing out at 103,000 pounds back and forth to bottling companies, you see the country was getting ready for Y2K, which would happen in the year 2000, when the world would change as we knew it. We hauled thousands of gallons of water, as there were 10 other drivers doing the same thing for the company I worked for. Stock piled water filled these places with fear about what would come of the computers of our world and all the machines run by them.
As we all know we were really fine, doom and gloom never came to be. They would have a slow down in production so it was time for a much-needed vacation!
I parked this rig, tanker attached and locked up safe and sound and headed to FL where else would a girl go who loves the sea. I took 3 dogs as one had passed away and the cat and boyfriend at the time and headed to his Aunts place for a little rest. It was while I was there we decided it was where I wanted to be. Get rid of the house go back home and get my rig and start a new life where things were no so hard on me or the equipment. I could find work anywhere. So we left the dogs and cat there with his Aunt and I was heartbroken as I headed north but I would be back in 2 weeks with everything I wanted to start all over again with.
We made it back as planned I left the house for mortgage company to deal with as they refused to take the ex’s name off and set about finding my own place to call home.
So I spent most days in the beginning when we got down to Florida getting caught up on sleep and sun tanning and playing with my dogs, who were now 10. I finally got the bug to really drive again so I hooked up with a company to haul empty cans to bottling companies along the east coast of Florida, you see I loved the Gulf Coast . My rig was getting a much deserved rest as well, loads were so light I had to keep checking in the review mirrors to make sure I still had the trailer hooked to it. Life was GOOD, it really was the best. I was so very happy, finally, the year was 2000.
Well around August I received mail from the company holding the loan on my home. It seems they didn’t want it either and had given it to me free and clear only stipulation was I had to live in it. I was shocked to say the least. They asked me to go back to the home I loved so much in the woods of NH and lock the doors as I had left it cleaned out and spotless with doors unlocked for potential buyers. Now what go back, start again I didn’t want to. I liked it here in Florida but some of my dogs were buried there, it was home. At this point I was tired of making decisions really on my own as the boyfriend at the time was younger than me and OK with me doing it all. Yes I am now sadly aware that was who I was and nothing to do with him.
I decided I would go home alone with him and the pets but no rig. It was an old truck now, pretty and in great shape but not for another season of hard, nasty weather. I placed a For Sale sign in the back window and within days a man approached me and asked if he could check it out which he did and bought it with CASH. I had lots of money to pay his Aunt’s bills up to date, pay my brother cash I owed him and fuel for the van and enough to live on upon getting back to NH where I would also have to put electric on, fill the propane and hook up TV and internet.
We packed everything back into a U Haul, kissed everyone good-bye.
We were coming home.
I miss that truck and the freedom she gave me out on the roads but you see I finally get that there is more than one chapter in this woman’s life.
Time to LIVE IT!
the beginning and the middle will come with time STAY Tuned
Brrr it was so cold this morning but my other half asked me to wake him by 5:00 AM so he could head over this way. He wanted to metal detect during low tide. I know I should have gone, if for no other reason than to watch the sunrise and get a few photos to share. I was warm and toasty and looking forward to some coffee, which I would have to pass on since there are no public bathrooms open in this area at this time of the year. Silly really when you see the amounts of residents and tourists that walk our shores each and every day. Snow, rain or sleet looks the same as a warm spring day. They flock here by the droves. Rye is loved by dog owners as well as surfers. See both are allowed here.
I see where the Northwest will get snow and rains, CA too. Wy and ID will receive snow, just what they are looking forward to in Jackson Hole as their mountains are getting ready to open up their lifts. We have mountains open for snowboarding and skiing over here in the Northeast as it has been so cold they have been putting down a nice base. They say by Thursday, Thanksgiving, it will be BEAUTIFUL! At our home it will be in the 50’s, though we will share our meals where our pup JT was born, so it may be only in the 40’s there but that is still OK by me, any day I do not have to shovel my way out the door is a Good Day! Texas will enjoy temps in the 80’s oh how I wish I was in the BIG D! I really must get into this winter mindset or I will never leave the house. When JT and I went out to fill the feeders, for our feathered friends, she must have loved the icy frost on the pads of her paws as she ran to her basketball and wanted us to have a game! I was just in slippers and a nice warm robe so you know I said “Latter JT” and headed to the door! We have a huge basket of nice clean as well as warm toys just inside the door for her to play with.
We have so much work to do here in the lower yard, along the stream. I hope we can get it taken care of before the snow stops us in our tracks. We have to haul the pieces he cut for me to use as a place to step upon in the garden path areas, I think I want them to stay natural but not sure what kinds of bugs they will draw to the garden, not that the birds won’t love them. Here is how many he got ready for me with just two of the trees limbs.
The ones close to the entrance the Beavers made, will be burned as they have dried out too much.
We have had one fire to get rid of all the small pieces now to burn the chunks, on a calm evening. I would have loved to do it tonight with the shooting stars above but I am very tired and do not feel like watching a fire in the cold, all night, even with the pretty stars above.
After working so hard on Willow I needed Yoga yesterday badly and decided to take the back roads home which only add one more mile to the trip. You have seen my back road photos of this area if you follow my blog. I remember when they brought the first 2 in and how beautiful they were. I seem to adore cows. Yesterday I saw the cutest thing, I had to stop and take a few photos to share with you.
One last shot of what had me smiling and made me pull over and shoot through the passenger side window
I needed a happy moment and as I turned the bend there it was.
She really is weeping as her days are now numbered. The Beavers started to attack her bark and left plenty of gashes to tell me they were going to finish her off. This tress was a small beauty when I mover her in 1988 here it is 2012 and will be gone if our bodies hold up, by 2013. I really need to be the one to take her down if left to the beavers it may take out the bedroom and us if we are in the bed. We do not have thousands to pay a tree company so we will do it a little at a time. I felt like we won in a way because one section they were gnawing on is now down, they will know I have had enough. I know they have to survive as well but our loss of a home or possible life or that of pets we love will have us working hard to take it down safely. I will use the willow pieces as stepping-stones in the yard, well till they become one with the landscape once again. She did her best to suck up flood waters over and over and though she looks gnarly and battered for all the storms she withstood her insides were beautifully healthy. The squirrels have lived up in the nook for years as winter approaches I do not know where they will go but sadly it is out of our hands she has to go on our terms to keep our home safe from ruin. There will be more grass to mow but I will plant a new Willow in her place and wrap her tender bark with metal fencing then a pretty fence for the outside world to see and I will fill it with plants and flowers the wildlife will love for cover and food, it is the best I can do.
Looks like he was leaving me a NOTE
That will have to wait as we are so sore from all we did yesterday.
I am happy to report no Beavers were killed yesterday while we were ready for them but we did have visitors 6 of them and they could not be happier with the river lower than it was and all the bugs they were finding.