First Crocus!

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I’ve been watching for the green types of the first crocus every year since 2006. This is the earliest one yet!

Snowshoeing: Jamie's Pond, Hallowell

 

Christmas Cookies 2021

 A tradition was born last year! One of my pandemic self-soothing activities is watching cookie decorating videos. You can only watch so many cookie decorating videos before you want to try it yourself! Last Christmas I finally did, and really enjoyed it.  There are only 2 of us, tho, and Doug isn't much for sweets, so I decorate way more cookies than we want or need. Solution? Well, I gift some of them, but many will go to the Bread of Life, the soup kitchen near my house. I get the joy of decorating & they get some holiday cheer; I love a win-win. 

Shed Pond, Readfield

 

The autumn colors were subdued but nevertheless beautiful on our Sunday hike to Shed Pond. 

Porcupine, Gannett Woods, Readfield

 

A Bright September Afternoon in Maine

China, Maine 

A Daisy A Day

The daisies currently booming up a storm in my garden made me think of this.
Maine singer/songwriter released A Daisy A Day in 1973. Strunk, who was born in New York, adopted Maine & wrote many songs about his new home. 
Jud Strunk was 45 when he passed away in a plane crash. 

I often heard my grandmother humming this song, when I was a child. 

Daisy A Day

He remembers the first time he met ‘er
He remembers the first thing she said
He remembers the first time he held her
And the night that she came to his bed

He remembers her sweet way of singin'
Honey has somethin' gone wrong
He remembers the fun and the teasin'
And the reason he wrote ‘er this song

I'll give you a daisy a day
I'll give you a daisy a day
I'll love you until the rivers run still
And the four winds we know blow away

They would walk down the street in the evenin'
And for years I would see them go by
And their love that was more than the clothes that they wore
Could be seen in the gleam of their eye

As a kid they would take me for candy
And I loved to go taggin' along
We'd hold hands while we walked to the corner
And the old man would sing ‘er his song

I'll give you a daisy a day
I'll give you a daisy a day
I'll love you until the rivers run still
And the four winds we know blow away

Now he walks down the street in the evenin'
And he stops by the old candy store
And I somehow believe he's believin'
He's holdin' ‘er hand like before

For he feels all her love walkin' with him
And he smiles at the things she might say
Then the old man walks up to the hilltop
And gives her a daisy a day

I'll give you a daisy a day
I'll give you a daisy a day
I'll love you until the rivers run still
And the four winds we know blow away