Thursday, November 29, 2012

Winters Grip

With each  short day winters grip tightens
where once life thrived and spread
Is now so cold dark and dead
When later oak leaves danced upon a ripple past
Is now ice and snow that for months will last
I continue my watch of this small piece of life
and dream of the day when spring returns 
to this place... at last.

~JE Ted Gardner

These shots are taken at the same scene as the post "Adrift"
on November the 4th








Sunday, November 18, 2012

November New Moon

November winds exacerbate
October's dying breath,
With summer's life now ending
In such a chilling death.

But colours  spilling from the trees,
from every shrub and bush;
Does pale the essence of July,
And flowers vivid blush.

O, would that I could live my life
As April, May, and June
And lay myself down quietly
Beneath November's moon.

~Moses L. Hochstetler


Thursday, November 15, 2012

Winter Sticks

Whats left of early summers Evening Primrose

"I want my garden to go on.
I cannot bear to think of it as a place
that may be tenanted only in the easy months.
I will not have it draped with Nature's dust sheets.
That is why I waged this battle for winter flowers..."
~Beverley Nichols






Monday, November 12, 2012

Sunset Bird in Winter

The west was getting out of gold,
The breath of air had died of cold,
  When shoeing home across the white,
I thought I saw a bird alight.

In summer when I passed the place
I had to stop and lift my face;
A bird with an angelic gift
Was singing in it sweet and swift.

No bird was singing in it now.
A single leaf was on a bough,
And that was all there was to see
In going twice around the tree.

From my advantage on a hill

I judged that such a crystal chill
was only adding frost to snow
As gilt to gold that wouldn't show.

A brush had left a crooked stroke
of what was either cloud or smoke
From north to south across the blue;
A piercing little star was through.

~Robert Frost


Saturday, November 10, 2012

Owl and The Crow

A Snowy Owl appeared on a Church bell tower in midtown recently.
His arrival was not welcome to a pair of crows. For more than an hour
they dive bombed him...over and over.
Eventually he was annoyed enough an flew to another roof top.
Still the crows were persistent.
Eventually he flew of in search of silence.

  








Friday, November 9, 2012

Life

Disturbing?
Yes but such is the cycle of life.
What took this little fellow out
can not be determined
and yet life continues...




Monday, November 5, 2012

Father Knows Best

I asked to have my Pop do some hand modeling.
To which he agreed....Why?
because My Pop has hands with character
like his father before..my Gramps.
He made one request
"don't get my face"
I'm sorry Pop..I broke that rule.
The best image was the character in the hand and the face
I love! 




Sitta canadenis

Red Breasted Nuthatch
Or as my wife likes to say...
The Upside down Bird!




Sunday, November 4, 2012

Adrift

Oak Leaves adrift in a pond
dappled colours abound
Their last display of elegance 
soon to be encased in ice
losing all relevance
for spring will bring a fresh display
to entice your thoughts adrift
~JE Ted Gardner





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