The ground was wet, but the skies were clear. The rain has paused, and the air is clear. (Gee wiz… I’m starting to rhyme.)
After a rain colors seem so much more saturated. It is truly a fun time to take pictures, especially when there is no sun. This morning was one of those cases.
I love the building where my friend Mary has her shop. Palmyra has lots of cool buildings, but this one is at the top of my list. It has such character, and so does the Village Hall (which is next door).
Not having a tripod with me, I had to search around for a suitable place to set my camera. Then, putting the camera on auto-timer, and setting it for auto-bracket (+1/0/-1), I positioned it on a bus stop bench and pressed the shutter button. Here’s what I got…
When you get about 4″ of rain a month, there are lots of people who don’t like it. I would not like living somewhere where it was dark, cloudy and rainy all of the time. But, when it rains for a few minutes, stops, and the sun comes out, that is my type of place. Palmyra is such a place.
Here we are a week away from Thanksgiving , and it warmed up to the 50s when it rained today. Around 8:30pm, it stopped for a bit. When I went out to get something from my car, it was so warm the wet ground was steaming. And, ironically, it felt more like the high 60s than it did the low 50s. No wonder things are so green around here.
Even with the frost, my lawn has new green growth. Yes, nearly all of the trees have lost their leaves, but the grass and evergreen plants are as green as they can be.
Our quartet, minus Bruce, practiced Christmas songs tonight. Bruce’s wife took ill and needed emergency surgery. Bruce, our prayers are with you and your wife.
This morning’s walk was beautiful, as usual. I caught this great sunrise and then rendered it in a sketch…
(If you’d like to save the above as a wallpaper, you may. Click on the image, then when the image by itself appears, right click on it to “set as background”.)
There was lots of frost this morning. It was probably in the mid-20s. I didn’t check, but there was easily an eighth of an inch of frost on everything.
I bundled up well before my walk. It was one of those mornings if you don’t cover your ears you will be sorry. I made sure I have my gloves and ear band as well as my heavier coat. (A nylon shell wasn’t going to cut it this morning.)
Francis Scott Key wrote, “By the Dawn’s Early Light,” and as a kid, I wondered what was meant by that. As an adult, I have been out many times before sunrise, on my bicycle or walking, and now I know what the “Dawn’s Early Light” is. It is a magical time of the day when the sky is at its prettiest and the air its crispest.
Speaking of morning walks, Bishop Wildey commented the other day that he saw me at the crack-of-dawn taking pictures last week. I said, “Yup. Some people get up and walk their dog. I get up and walk my camera.”
I took an early lunch today to run Rebecca and Nathaniel back to the airport. Nathaniel was upstairs getting ready to go and I heard him yell, “Oh, SNAP!” I wasn’t sure what that was all about, but a little later he came down and said he couldn’t find his shoes. (I sent him back up to look in the bathroom. He found them there.)
After taking just a couple of days off, my e-mail box was so full. It’s almost like punishment for taking time off. I literally spent most of the day sifting through e-mail messages.
Tonight was temple night. It was lightly attended, but always worth the time and effort.
Here are a couple of painted renditions from yesterday’s trip…
We set out to go to Watkins Glen this morning. We got all the way down there to discover they closed the trail on November 9th. We saw a little bit of the falls you can see from the parking lot, so we then went to Montour Falls and She-Qua-Ga Falls (they are road-side attractions).
Nathaniel at Watkins Glen
We made our way to Ithaca and started hiking up the Buttermilk Falls Gorge. I’m glad we did. It was a tough hike up some pretty steep stairs, but the views were spectacular.
Upper Falls at Buttermilk Falls
The trail was pretty rough, but it didn’t phase Nathaniel. Rebecca and I on the other hand were a little exhausted by the time we made it to the top.
Top of the Trail
We stopped at an Arby’s in Ithaca. Nathaniel ate all his sandwich which earned him some cookies.
Two-fisted Cookie Eater
On the way back we explored around an abandoned house…
Outhouse behind abandoned house
It was a fun day. We also made stops at the Hill Cumorah and the Peter Whitmer Farm House. So, Rebecca and Nathaniel got quite a tour of the region.
After church today, Rebecca’s friend from her mission, Misti, came to visit. She met up with us at church, and after church we took a walk through the Sacred Grove so Rebecca and Nathaniel could see it.
Misti and Rebecca wanted to do a sepia-toned picture in some old-style dresses we have in the wardrobe room. Here’s the quick, spur-of-the-moment shot…
Misti and Rebecca
It’s been fun having Rebecca and Nathaniel around. After things quieted down, Nathaniel joined Elizabethe and me to watch some TV and have some ice cream. (A grandpa and grandchild tradition.)
We had a busy day around here. My daughter, Rebecca, is here and we had several young girls over for a publicity shoot for her business – Sparklez and Dreamz.
Rebecca has started a business where she goes to people’s homes to do spa parties for little girls. Here’s a few samples of some of the hairdos…
We had a blast, as did the girls. Rebecca is still a kid at heart, and she gets along well with kids. (So, if you’re in the Utah or Salt Lake Valley – or any place else for that matter and are willing to fly her out – Rebecca puts on a really cool event for an all-girls spa party. Perfect for birthdays or special occasion parties.)
I got a call this morning from Rebecca telling me that she and Nathaniel are in JFK in NYC waiting for their 9:30am flight to Rochester. (I was sleeping in because I’m taking the day off to pick them up and spend the rest of the day with my oldest daughter and oldest grandson.)
After that, I figured I might as well get up. It’s 22 degrees outside and I’m postponing my walk until after they arrive. I figure I’ll have to show them around the village and stuff.
The elders and Diana made a huge pile of leaves for Nathaniel to jump in. I mean, HUGE. We’re talking about 20 x 4o feet and about 6 feet deep. I’ll get some photos and post them after the day has quieted down. (Rebecca being here, you KNOW it won’t be quiet for a while. I’ll have to remind her we start at 6 am her time with our clients tomorrow.)
So much for the warm spell. It is officially over today. It was about 28 degrees outside until the sun finally came overhead, and then it didn’t get a whole lot warmer. (It was sunny, however.)
As I took my 6:30 a.m. walk, I couldn’t help but notice how neat the frost looked on the leaves on the ground. Fractal patterns of leaves covered with the more jagged fractal pattern of the frost. The golden colors peeking through the white frost. It was really neat.
I worked from home so I could let the Time-Warner Cable guy in the dry house. The dry house is now complete with 24 mbps down/1 mbps up Internet service. (That’s the best you can get out here. The down speed is nice, but the up is a little slow for my taste.)
Fog Shrouded Trees
Tonight Rebecca and Nathaniel leave SLC for ROC. It will be fun to have them here. Rebecca is going to do a shoot with me on Saturday. She’ll be doing hair for about a dozen little girls and I will be photographing them. It should be fun.