It was a cold Saturday in March. Since it was the weekend, Mark and I wanted to take the dogs we are pet sitting for a decent walk in nature, as usual. An area we had not checked out yet since being here for almost three months, was Lake Waramaug.
Only a 15 minute drive away, we found what some call the prettiest lake in Connecticut. Continue reading
Instead of creating joyful experiences
Doing the things we love and appreciate most
At our own pace; without stress and pressure
Savoring those unique moments
Embracing the wonderful things of our world
Don’t forget: we have a choice,
And life, while precious, is pretty short!
Irie in peaceful Taravai, Gambier Islands, French Polynesia
I will miss this guy!
(Submitted to Wordless Wednesday)
A little while ago, last year’s sitters of our current house and pet sitting assignment in Kent sent me a list of their favorite parks and hikes in the area. One destination Mark and I had not checked out yet was Lover’s Leap State Park.
On Saturday, the weather was right (a sunny 50°F) and Henry and Mickey were in the mood to join us (when are they not?) for another walk. We followed the GPS directions to Lover’s Leap in New Milford. Of course, I had forgotten to write the address down from my research on the computer, so we blindly trusted the computer voice in our car. My laid-back mentality about things like this will get me in trouble one day, but not yet. Continue reading
Walking to a pond with dogs and without coats!
A crisp start of the day
while Mark’s still away
He will be home soon
I think around noon
Decay on the ground,
but blue sky abound
Is spring in the air?
I do like to share
this gorgeous day off
with my American love.
(Submitted to Six Word Saturday)
At the bottom of Kent Falls
On the top of Kent Falls
Shared with Wordless Wednesday, Water World Wednesday, Wednesday Waters, and Outdoor Wednesday.
The Berkshire Mountains in Connecticut
Mark and I had been living in the “foothills of the Berkshires” for almost two months, barely noticing those geography defining Berkshire Mountains. Sure, each time we drive from our house sit to the town of Kent to run errands, our ears pop and we don’t need any fuel to reach the bottom of the road, but the cold weather, sometimes gray, sometimes snowy had not allowed us to walk up to any viewpoints during our weekend outings with the dogs. When the sun set, I could often spot what I thought to be a purple hued hill top in the distance, through the barren trees around the house. I wanted to stand on top of one of those hills… Continue reading
I have been known to write long blog posts. The Six Word Saturday initiative conflicts that habit: in six words, you describe your life. The perfect posts for blog visitors who don’t like long stories, but do appreciate a quick update. This is my first try – hence the quick explanation – and I might make it a habit, if readers like it. As a bonus, I’ll throw in a few photos to brighten the words up a bit! 🙂
I am lying in bed with the curtains open. In the seven weeks that we have been here, house and pet sitting in Kent, CT, we have never closed them. We like to wake up with the sun and see the moon and stars on a clear night. A habit from when we lived on our boat Irie for eight years. It is pitch black in the woods. The trees are creaking ever louder, while the wind is increasing. I hear rumble in the distance. Soon, it becomes full on thunder. I am glad the dogs are sleeping deeply. Mark seems to be in dreamland as well. The wind whistles through the barren branches. The wind chimes on the porch sound like church bells. The sky lightens up. It happens in a split second. Then, it is dark again. Why do storms always approach at night? Continue reading
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