It's Not Really My Own Little World Anymore

- Or Isn't It?

John Leonard

John Leonard
Shoreline, Washington, US
August 12
I think
I suppose that I should give some sort of Bio - I'm a superannuated Boston transplant to the Seattle area who came out when the bottom fell out of the Telecom industry a few years back. Engineering just ain't what it used to be and it's unlikely it ever will be again. I'll get over it. I've lived here for five years and doubt that I'll ever get used to the west coast. That may not be a bad thing.


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SEPTEMBER 27, 2008 12:10PM

For Susan Mitchell ...

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 Susan, thanks for the break you gave us in your latest post and congratulations on your third year, I hope clean bills of health have a chance to become monotonous for you.

By way of thanks, here are a few of my favorites. They're places, I'm not much of a flower photographer.

First, my front yard in Shoreline, WA in April, by this time of year in Seattle any day without rain is a treat:

Front Yard 

 Then Stickney Brook, near my grandparent farm in W. Dummerston VT (I caught my first fish here when I was about 4):

Stickney Brook 

 The cow barn on the farm, my great-grandfather built it in 1899:


 And last, but not least, my favorite place in the world, Plum Island, MA

Plum Island Tree 



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John! Thank you so much! The word that comes to mine is "Idyllic." The old barn, the brook's little tumbling waterfall, the gray fence in a winter field, the drifts of flowers against the wooden fence. All so appealing, so soothing and satisfying. It amazes me that so many of us on OS have shared aesthetics and sensibilities. What pleases thee, pleases me!

That is a wonderful wish, as well. I look forward to the day when a clean bill of health is a mundane event, when I yawn as my oncologist predicts I will die a very old and slightly cranky woman ;)

Thank you again. I just can't tell you how touched I am by this outpouring of support.
Thanks Susan, and you're welcome.
This was hard to find. Please add photo and art to your tag so someone like me who doesn't visit every day can find the good stuff here with searches.

If the Cow Barn still in your family? It must have been built hell for stout.
Excellent places, John. I, too, love the cow barn pic. we don't have enough old stuff like that in America.
I rated this last night but didn't comment--I'll do that now: What I like about this set is that you can tell something about the photographer and his relationship to the subject. Even if you hadn't said anything about them, John, I think that we'd all have come away thinking that these scenes are meaningful to you. Very nice.
I love your images John. And your front yard is gorgeous. Is that your fence? I love the Asian aesthetic of it. I would do one just like it. Your heritage is rich.

A wonderful tribute to our own dear Susan.
Oh and Koakuma, I forgot to add, that as of my last visit about 18 mos. ago, the barn was still there. It's of post-and-beam construction, with chestnut siding and black locust pegs. We had to demolish a bit of it about 30 years ago and had to drill the pegs from their holes.

The siding is doing a weird and beautiful thing, as it weathers, the softer summer rings in the planks (some up to 18" wide) is eroding away and staying a yellowish gold, leaving the hard, dark winter rings proud. You don't want to run a knuckle over it - it's like a cheese grater, but it's really striking.
Get thee hence, John, and photograph those eroding barn planks! We all eagerly await any future images of it and anything else you wish to share. And I'm not just saying that because you (and all these other folks) are so darned nice to me!
I want to spend a month here. Alone. With books.
Susan, I'll be going back home for Thanksgiving and I'll fill your photo order then. If there's a little rain, it will bring the colors to their peak. I don't have any macro tubes, but my regular lens will go down to 28 mm, should be enough.

And Rob, you're probably right, I was born just outside of Boston and lived most of my life (so far) in Massachusetts, but that farm is where I'm from.
I like the last picture. Pictures of trees in winter are among my favorites. If I were there, I would walk over and try to identify the largest of those trees, and probably take a picture of its bark.
Hi Rich, the last photo is one of my favorites as well. It was taken in mid-April, which is till kind of winter in most of New England, but at least most of the chance of snow is gone and you know that Spring's coming at that point.

I forget the exact variety, but the tree is in the willow family and is able to take a fairly saline environment, the grass is spartina patens (AKA salt hay), just a few yards from a saltmarsh. The clouds were the beginnings of a fairly nasty storm that lasted a couple of days.