Saturday, May 12, 2012
Friday, May 11, 2012
My volunteer petunias in bloom. Several years ago, my parents brought me a pot of petunias from their South Carolina farm. The petunias cropped up in the pot year after year on their own from seed. My favorites are the ones that come up in the cracks of our patio from seeds that have escaped the pot. They seem to be just as happy in Maryland as they were in South Carolina all these generations later.
Thursday, May 10, 2012
The Love Point buoy on the eastern side of the shipping channel straight out the mouth of the Magothy. This picture was taken late in the afternoon just as a light line of clouds passed by. My husband is always thrilled when big rockfish are hanging out by "the LP". It means a minimum amount of fuel burned for maximum return on fishing.
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
I enjoyed an overnight in New York City as an early Mother's Day gift last night. I took a lot of nice pictures - mostly of Central Park. The heart and soul of New York is full of lovely scenes, most of which I encountered by making wrong turns and getting lost. I wandered here and there for an hour or so yesterday afternoon. Then this morning, I went for a jog around the Park before hopping the subway to Penn station for the train ride home.
For all the lovely sites I saw in my almost 24 hours in New York, none were as welcome to me as this view of the headwaters of the Chesapeake Bay as the train crossed over the Susquehanna approaching Havre de Grace. I loved my brief glimpse of the hustle and bustle of city life, but this glimpse of the Bay is what swells my heart. Good to be home.
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
The black locust trees are in bloom. Their clouds of white flowers can be easily spotted against the rest of the trees in the Cape canopy. The one in this picture is hanging out over the water.
They are lovely, but the trees can be a pain in the butt if you ever need to get rid of one. They have nasty thorns, and send up dozens of baby saplings when any attempt is made to eradicate them. Perhaps that is why they are called "locust". Actually, I think the word locust has something to do with the pods they produce, but I always associate it with the plague of thorny baby trees that invade when a locust tree is threatened.
Monday, May 7, 2012
Sunday, May 6, 2012
I know this view of Deep Creek has been done over and over, but it never gets old to me. The sunset last Friday was especially pretty with the clouds reflecting in the water. I'm sure it won't be the last time I share a Deep Creek photo - probably not the last time this month.