The first thing I thought about was, Valley Forge, how Washington’s army had no shoes in the snow. See what a photograph can do? I also thought of a first snow, when you were a kid and there was no school, and you’d be so happy as you looked out the window at that perfect white blanket set before you.
I love that you see what you do in my photos. It’s the coolest thing.
We just had a new covering of the white stuff overnight so all is pretty…
I might just have to have another snowy pic next week 😉
They match what I see. Growing up in New England, snow was such a part of life. In New York, it’s fleeting. The Parks of course are lovely a little longer but, nothing like when you’re a wee thing sleigh riding with your dad. Your photos are always very pleasingly evocative. How’s that for an adverb? 🙂
Snow was so much more back in the day. We used to be able to leave our house by snowmobile, drive along the train tracks and into the field where they had trails. Now? You’d have to put ’em on a trailer, take a drive far up north and cross your fingers.
That is a most delightful adverb 😉
My first thought was that this was a well traveled path, judging by the fact that there are footsteps everywhere you look. And so this peaceful neck of the woods became something else when I looked a little closer, and found the soccer net up on the hill. From which I deduced this must be near a school or a park . . . hence the well traveled path.
Secondly, how steep is that hill up ahead? I can’t imagine it’s very high, but maybe it’s the place where kids come to sled? Or parents take the to sled? Especially if it’s a navigable hill?
And thirdly, it’s a rather peaceful way to commute. Be it to a school, a park or wherever this is.
You got me asking a lot of questions as I inspect the surroundings, so my question is, how right or wrong was I? 😉
The funny thing is, this is a path that seems to be to nowhere. It’s like the edge of a park. up on the hill is the soccer field and over it to the other side is a park with swings and such… and to my left is a baseball diamond. Behind me is a very ritzy ‘hood with beautiful houses.
The hill is not all that steep but enough for sledding – there were a few when Zeke and I passed by.
It is truly a lovely walk and brings me to “my” willow 😉
I love that the photo has you asking questions. You were very right because of all the parks and playing fields but no school 😉
Absolutely! We met a girl with a something-doodle (really cool with black and grey spots on white), then a woman who fell in love with Zeke because she used to have one just like him, and some kids playing in the slope…
A perfect walk.
The first thing I thought about was, Valley Forge, how Washington’s army had no shoes in the snow. See what a photograph can do? I also thought of a first snow, when you were a kid and there was no school, and you’d be so happy as you looked out the window at that perfect white blanket set before you.
I really look forward to Wordless Wednesday. 🙂
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I love that you see what you do in my photos. It’s the coolest thing.
We just had a new covering of the white stuff overnight so all is pretty…
I might just have to have another snowy pic next week 😉
I always look forward to your comments.
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They match what I see. Growing up in New England, snow was such a part of life. In New York, it’s fleeting. The Parks of course are lovely a little longer but, nothing like when you’re a wee thing sleigh riding with your dad. Your photos are always very pleasingly evocative. How’s that for an adverb? 🙂
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Snow was so much more back in the day. We used to be able to leave our house by snowmobile, drive along the train tracks and into the field where they had trails. Now? You’d have to put ’em on a trailer, take a drive far up north and cross your fingers.
That is a most delightful adverb 😉
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What another great image. Nothing is like it was, as if the world as we know it is closing shop. I say that with a heavy heart.
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Nothing is. That’s a good way of putting it, sadly. I know we are supposed to adapt to change but some is more difficult than others…
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You could lecture on it Madam. Me too, but you more so. I just heard Zeke bark in agreement.
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Methinks we’d make a much better team, the two of us! Zeke can be our bark-up…
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That made me laugh…and I needed one BIG TIME!
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There you go! Glad to supply!
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Q,
My first thought was that this was a well traveled path, judging by the fact that there are footsteps everywhere you look. And so this peaceful neck of the woods became something else when I looked a little closer, and found the soccer net up on the hill. From which I deduced this must be near a school or a park . . . hence the well traveled path.
Secondly, how steep is that hill up ahead? I can’t imagine it’s very high, but maybe it’s the place where kids come to sled? Or parents take the to sled? Especially if it’s a navigable hill?
And thirdly, it’s a rather peaceful way to commute. Be it to a school, a park or wherever this is.
You got me asking a lot of questions as I inspect the surroundings, so my question is, how right or wrong was I? 😉
B
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B,
The funny thing is, this is a path that seems to be to nowhere. It’s like the edge of a park. up on the hill is the soccer field and over it to the other side is a park with swings and such… and to my left is a baseball diamond. Behind me is a very ritzy ‘hood with beautiful houses.
The hill is not all that steep but enough for sledding – there were a few when Zeke and I passed by.
It is truly a lovely walk and brings me to “my” willow 😉
I love that the photo has you asking questions. You were very right because of all the parks and playing fields but no school 😉
Q
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Canadians play baseball? 😉
A ritzy ‘hood, huh? That be lingo I’m guessing, to which I am hip enough to dig where you coming from.
Yeah, I couldn’t tell for absolute certainty as to how steep- or not- the hill was.
It looks quite lovely, and who doesn’t love a willow. To have your own willow . . that’s special stuff.
Always. You always do that.
So I scored a B . . how ironic! 😉
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Umm. Yeah. Surprisingly.
Quite. I’ll show ya a pic I almost used for today 😉 I have never lived in such a ‘hood.
It was rather far away …
It is quite lovely. Yes, I have claimed it as mine. Because. Just because. That’s one of our long walks – about the halfway point.
That is a good thing!
I would even go so far as to say a B+ 😉
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The fact that a Canadian invented basketball still blows my mind.
I know it was a tossup for ya.
Yeah?
If it wasn’t claimed, why the heck not claim that willow?
It really is.
Wow! You grade on such a friendly curve. 😉
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I won’t go into hockey, Basketball, lacrosse…
Well, you can actually see the other pic – in the media file 😉 Not what I’m referring to.
That’s what I say! Besides, it’s right there in the park between the baseball diamond and the sledding hill!
🙂
Of course I do.
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Well, hockey and lacrosse I can see.
Ooooooohhhhh.
It’s begging to be claimed. So you only did what was right. Sold!
😉
Yep
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Of course. You just refuse to see the others.
Uh huh.
It was. How could I resist!
🙂
I’m a fair judge…
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Refuse huh? The way you talk about me, you’d swear I was an American or sumthin! 😉
Mmm Hmmm. (Two kinda words)
You can’t resist and you know it.
😉
I’ll agree with that.
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Or sumthin’!
Kinda – but who can resist a Mmm Hmmm?
I can’t – see above 😉
That’s a good thing
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That’s what I said, 😉
You know I can’t. Won’t.
Hahaha!
It is, isn’t it?
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LOL
Neither can I – and why should we?
😉
The best.
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🙂
We shouldn’t.
Woot!!
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😉
We don’t!
Woo hoo!
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😘😘
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😘😘
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Beautiful shot, Dale. Many were there before. More to come later.
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Thank you, John. It is a passageway between a busy street and a lovely neighbourhood. Lots of dog walkers, too.
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I can imagine everyone out there.
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And yet, most days, Zeke and I don’t even cross anyone’s path…
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That is heaven
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It is. We returned last night and it was so quiet. ‘Til the wind picked up and let us know it was time to turn back!
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What a well traveled pathway. Can’t help but wonder where all those footprints came from and where wandered off to? 👣🐾
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Lots of simple back and forth, walking with dogs, or towards the slope to sled.
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Each of those footprint must represent happy steps and memories. Gotta love that!
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Absolutely! We met a girl with a something-doodle (really cool with black and grey spots on white), then a woman who fell in love with Zeke because she used to have one just like him, and some kids playing in the slope…
A perfect walk.
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🥰
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🙂
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Loved how you captured this one! … but too damn cold for me.
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Haha! It was a beautiful day. 35F – if not more.
And thank you.
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