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Another Day In The Garden

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Another day in the garden with my friends helping me with bug patrol. ¬†Who needs poison when you have gorgeous dragons patrolling for you. ūüôā

Here was yesterday’s ¬†haul just before the glorious rains began to fall and man did it rain and blow, some are still without power and will not have trees cut and cleared or wires back up till maybe Monday afternoon when another batch will come through. ¬†Growing up I do not remember violent weather but in 60 years my has the world changed.

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I have been living on Ratatouille

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even for breakfast with a poached egg on top. This was a supper for him he needs meat he said lol

We are still in a drought but not like other parts of the US or world. For now I get enough to eat though hardly any Apples, Pears, Peaches and Plums can be found since we had such a cold snap when they needed warmth and bees the most.

Hope you are all doing OK.  I will go through my reader and see if your posts show up.

Have a great week!
Goodnight from us all here in NH

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Garden Filled In and Feeds Me Daily

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The garden measures about 16′ X 24′ I have flowers mingled inside with all the veggies as well. ¬†Bring the birds, bees, dragonflies and butterflies to eat the bugs and pollinate was my plan.

I forage for greens each morning with my coffee and JT she is never far from me.  I go back out again to get things for my dinner though I better start adding chicken or eggs to my salad or I will loose all my muscles, which I will need come the end of the season, to put this place to bed.

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Radishes, Summer Squash, Zucchini and Sugar Snap Peas with Raspberries were my fixings that went in with my Rainbow Swiss Chard and Spinach Salad.  We are in a drought here but that soil I bought is amazing just the perfect amount of compost makes all the difference.  It is light and fluffy still.  I wish I had grown one of everything.  I have beets, carrots, string beans,corn and spaghetti squash yet to show up but they are growing like mad.

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Always have extra help when I go inside the gate.

I have been painting a bit too, here is one of the last three I have been working on.

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We got heavy rain for a bit tonight it was glorious and the earth soaked it right up.

Hope you are all having a wonderful and safe week, this world we live in is going crazy so glad  I have these things to keep me away from TV and more bad news.  Pray for Peace on our beautiful earth xo

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Even More Art In The Gallery

I added 2 framed pieces of Watercolor to the Theme Wall at Seacoast Artist Association. ¬†This month’s theme is Wild With Color. ¬†Now I could have framed some of my amazing Sunrises even Sunsets or Pink Peonies. ¬†Maybe my popular monster Sunflowers even but I chose two of my colorful landscapes filled with tree trunks with pretty bark ūüôā

No longer laid out against my red countertops but are in pretty rich brown frames under glass. ¬†I will miss them if they sell but even looking at them here as I type I can see I have grown much like a tree ūüôā ever changing and it make me so happy.

Still not comfortable with others judging me or my artwork but I can not sell it if I do not put myself out there ūüôā

My town is celebrating it’s 275th birthday and the committee group is trying to raise monies for a parade and fireworks so I donated one of my framed pieces as a raffle gift hope enough like it to raise $40 or $50 for my part of the cause. ¬†All starving artists have is what they create.

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I did straighten out the title lol

Mom is doing great I have more good days and the pup my sweet little girl rests more and loves the pumpkin cookies I make for her ūüôā ¬†Going grain free myself and hoping her and I will be back at our fighting weight ūüôā

Do you know I did not climb up once on the roof and only raked it once shhh it is only March and I will finally turn 60 I can not believe it myself lol there were many close calls and still not gray!

Here is what I did the other day thinking of taking my girl for a walk to go find some ūüôā

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Still wet as I posted it to Facebook and it sold ūüôā now I can do an oil change ūüôā

Have a great March everyone soon I will share photos from the Boston Flower Show which opens in 2 weeks!

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Monadnock: A Mountain With Many Faces

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I just finished reading Monadnock, More than a Mountain by Craig Brandon. In it he tells of how, throughout history different artists have painted the mountain from different sides, and how a few had traveled around the mountain painting it from all sides. That sounded like a fine idea to me and, since I have never seen it done before, over the last few weeks I’ve traveled to several towns that surround the mountain to take photos from each one.

The unusual thing about 3,165 ft high Mount Monadnock is that it can be seen from each town in the area, which collectively make up what is known as the Monadnock Region. The purpose of this post is to show how much the mountain changes from town to town-sometimes after driving just a few miles down the road. I’ve lived here nearly my entire life and even I was surprised by how…

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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

 

 

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We Will Be Searching The Shore Again

 

 

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Well they say there will be another coastal storm brewing just off our shoreline, ¬†so it is time to walk the edge, as the¬†tide turns and¬†heads out and look and see what it has left behind for us. ¬†It will be sunny and in the 40’s what a perfect BEACH DAY ¬† JT likes to walk me into the water so maybe I will even be barefoot.

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TRUCKING the last years

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My Last Rig

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

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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.

 

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Trees are no longer covered with beautiful leaves

I was thankful for the fact there was NO SNOW there

 

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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

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Another View of Rye Harbor

Lobster Boats

 

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.

 

 

Have a great day or night everyone

Eunice

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Beautiful November Day in Rye NH

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November and boats still in the water in Rye NH

 

I couldn’t wait to share this beautiful day with each of you, as it is mid November and days such as this one will be far and few between.

I took it last week as we went to walk and metal detect the local beach, this time north of us. We have only 18 miles of coastline in NH and for the most part we do have access to our shore.

We have rocky areas but here and there we have sandy beaches to walk, suntan on, even fly kites.

In this stretch we have an Ice Cream stand, boatyard and a state park or two.¬† It is not built up with lots of businesses or homes though some of the homes along 1A are gorgeous there are still some built very modestly.¬† They are down to earth people who enjoy the shore on a bright warm summer day or in the middle of a nor’easter.¬† We really are hardy souls up this way.

This was November, Veterans Day and it was 70 degrees F.¬† Wow what a gift for those who are not looking forward to many months of cold and snow, me being one of them.¬† I will walk the beach this winter but I will bundle up and not stay out there too long, as JT doesn’t wear boats.

I will always have the camera with me but you knew that. I will try to show you another season of NH life.  You have seen all my pretty spring flowers, summer beach scenes and of course the fall color we are known for but winter in NH you will just have to see .

We are here for the FOUR SEASONS after all, me on the other hand wish I headed south with my Hummingbirds.

 

Peace and Love

Eunice

 

 

 

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Before Sandy Arrives

Flooding before Sandy
2 days before Sandy brings her rains

 

 

 

Beavers Enter Here
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Land is saturated
Still in the yard 2 days before “Sandy”

 

 

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Beavers trying to take my 30+yr old Willow

 

 

 

Big Willow
Can it be saved?

 

 

 

Pulling Dam Down Below Here
He went by boat

 

 

 

Waiting
Reflections of Trees

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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SAND CASTLES

Watching Them Work
Sand Castles on Hampton Beach, Hampton, NH

 

From the FLAGS you can see they are not all from HERE

 

 

 

 

Sand Castles
Building His Masterpiece

They work so hard moving the sand, packing it tight and then start to make it into something ,besides a pile of sand.

 

 

 

Sand Castles
Working Too

Many hours will go into each ones piece

 

 

Shoveling the Sand
Building a Sand Castle

 

Hot and  Dirty or Cold and Wet they do not quit!

 

 

 

PEACE
A KISS FROM A FISH

This one is MY ALL TIME FAVORITE!

 

 

They Will Be Judged
They have very few hours to complete them

White barrels were full of water used to tighten up the sand

 

 

 

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Two local companies  represented

 

Each year special sand is trucked in for our Hampton Beach Sand Castle Competition.

 

They work with very few breaks.

 

Rain and Wind are a given for this competition.

 

Sunburns too!

 

They pack the sand.

They use cool tools, most of which we can find at home.

Straws even.

Thousands come by during the week to watch them build,  then to cast their vote.

This is just the “crowds favorite” ¬†sandcastle.

There will be judges who will pick the top ones,  who will get the CASH PRIZES.

Do you have sandcastle contests where you live?

I love seeing what they come up with year after year.

They work under bright lights, into the night this is when we go to just enjoy , sunrise is when I go for the photos.

 

Hope you enjoy playing  in the sand when you hit the beach.