The Penultimate

Let's cross the bridge to the past.  (Somewhere in Pennsylvania, sometime in September of 2006.)

Let’s cross the bridge to the past. (Somewhere in Pennsylvania, sometime in September of 2006.)

The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be the beginning.

~ Ivy Baker Priest

Back in September of 2006, in anticipation of a temporary move to West Chester, Pennsylvania, I started a little blog called Life in the Bogs.  It was not meant to be anything more than an online newsletter for family and friends so they could keep up with M and I as we went on our sabbatical adventures.  This was not my first experience with blogging.  I’ve been doing it in some form since 1999.  But Life in the Bogs was the first blog I created under my own name (rather than a pseudonym).

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A walk with gratitude

Early morning beverage

Early morning tea

When you arise in the morning, give thanks for the morning light, for your life and strength.  Give thanks for the food and the joy of living.  If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies in yourself.

~ Tecumseh

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A family holiday

Maddy's flowers

Maddy’s flowers*

You can kiss your family and friends good-bye and put miles between you, but at the same time you carry them with you in your heart, your mind, your stomach, because you do not just live in a world but a world lives in you.

~ Frederick Buechner

*Dandelions are blooming like crazy across the lawn, on the pathways, in the meadows, and around the pond.

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Wintry magic in the meadows

Shades of blue

Shades of blue

Bundle up.  We’re going on an early morning walk and it’s cold.  In the 20’s cold.  Dress in layers and be sure to include a hat and warm gloves or mittens.  I’m wearing my mitten-gloves with a pair of liner gloves underneath because I’ll be taking photos and experience has taught me to protect my fingers.

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Wishing you…

Somewhere in Pennsylvania. October 2012.

By the time this scheduled post goes out, I will be somewhere in Pennsylvania, heading east towards New Jersey to spend Thanksgiving Day with family.  The house-sitter should be all settled in, ready to enjoy a few days by the pond and with the kitties.  She’s going to have some nice weather.  It should be nice back east too.

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Checking in with November

A misty November morning

I do an awful lot of thinking and dreaming about things in the past and the future — the timelessness of the rocks and the hills — all the people who have existed there.  I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape — the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter.  Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show.

~ Andrew Wyeth

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After Sandy

Part of the storm preparations. (The disco tub half full with water we might have needed if the power had gone out.)

Sandy didn’t quite live up to her hype here in the Bogs.  I am grateful for that.  I know she was much, much rougher on those closer to where she came to shore.  Family and friends back east are without power, but everybody is okay.  I am most especially grateful for that.

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