Moving to a completely new area and a home with half the closet space can take up a lot of mental (and physical!) energy. It’s now one month since moving in, and I am truly enjoying the space and views. I’ve even found a local hike to get me outside, at least when it’s not a blizzard or freezing out. The nearby Cliff Trail is easy and scenic. Here’s a gnarly tree overlooking the Delaware River, sketched from my photo. The view of the lake brings a calm mind, then excitement, when you realize a bald Eagle is within camera view! Here’s a few snapshots grabbed before he took off…. Hope you’re enjoying my new home adventures and discoveries!
There’s something about a deep snowfall that makes me want to look deeper and think deep, poetic thoughts. So, here is a poem for you to enjoy with a sketch of my snow covered tree:
Are ye the ghosts of fallen leaves,
O flakes of snow,
For which, through naked trees, the winds
Or are ye angels, bearing home
The host unseen
Of truant spirits, to be clad
Again in green?
~John B. Tabb, “Phantoms”
And, if you missed this on social media, I did this after watching Mary Shelley. A lovely scene of her writing in her journal:
Saturday morning, right across the street, they were trimming the tree with a bucket lift. They could drive this small equipment across the yard without damage to the grass, and easily access the branches needed. Really neat! And easy to draw, as I could sit on my front porch with my coffee!
Note: the yard is sloped, so the bucket thing-y is not on top of the truck, as it seems.