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:
Then Stickney Brook, near my grandparent farm in W. Dummerston VT (I caught my first fish here when I was about 4):
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
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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.
If the Cow Barn still in your family? It must have been built hell for stout.
A wonderful tribute to our own dear Susan.
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.
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 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.