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July 18, 2015

Six Photos, Six Days, Day 3

ducks

“Harold, why are we stopping here? Are you sure this is even a pond?”

“Yes, dear, of course dear.”

“But Harold, this pond has such hard edges, and I’m pretty sure there is a human stalking us!”

“Yes, dear, of course dear.”

“Harold, are you even listening to me?”

“Yes, dear, of course dear.”

“Harold? HAROLD!!! I’m going to shove that beak right into that feathered patootie of yours if you don’t start listening to me!”

“Yes, dear….ughmumph!!”

Real story
As you may remember from last year (or click here if you don’t), we had to replace our pool when the heft of the heavy snow collapsed the wall of our old one. We certainly had our share of snow again this past winter, and it took its time melting in the spring. Sometime in March, I believe, my husband decided to loosen the cord around the cover of the pool to allow it to relieve some strain from the weight of the snow. As it melted and became more icky, he decided at the end of April to remove the cover in an attempt to keep the goo from falling into the water. I was dubious about this move since late April is not a time in New England when one wants to be concerning oneself with keeping a pool clean. His decision so I let him deal with it in his way and kept my mouth shut. As May progressed, as I had predicted to myself, the pool was looking quite a bit like a pond. These ducks made regular visits through most of the month, having a swim and hanging out by their private pond. By the end of May, my husband starting taking care of it and making it more like a pool again, and the ducks didn’t return.

July 17, 2015

Six Photos, Six Days, Day 2

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track

Much to her surprise and dismay, the owl carrying her letter for admission to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry got hopelessly lost in its voyage across the Atlantic Ocean. Denied the chance to perfect her magical skills as an 11-year-old, Sarah often found herself running as quickly as she could and trying to fly, and avidly following any news she could find involving quidditch matches. At the age of 17, she came as close as she ever would to flying without the aid of a broom….

Real Story
I took this photo at Sarah’s final home track meet. She competed in long jump and triple jump and managed to get quite a bit of air – which I enjoyed photographing. It was rather bittersweet, seeing my senior girl compete for the last time.

July 16, 2015

Six Photos, Six Days, Day 1

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Or… “Foxen!” *

foxes

“Billy!!!! C’mon, c’mon, mom’s not around let’s play!”

“You wanna play Iggy? I’ll play! Hi-Ya! Karate chop!”

“Ulf, I’m gonna get you for that one!”……

Real story This past April, I discovered fox kits living under the shed in my back yard. I had seen the mother fox patrolling along an old stone wall at the back of my property throughout the spring time, and often heard her strange calls in the night. One late afternoon, movement caught my eye from the kitchen window. When I realized what it was, I quickly grabbed my camera with the telephoto lens attached and started shooting approaching that gate in my backyard. I wish I could have taken the picture without the gate in the way, but I’m sure I never could’ve gotten close enough to do that without scaring them off. As it turned out, I got closer than I thought I would before Mama Fox returned and they dove back underneath my shed.

* “Foxen” is a family joke. There is a great sketch by a comedian named Brian Regan called “Stupid in School” that my daughters introduced me to several years ago that we laugh about and quote lines from it all the time. I think my girls could probably quote it verbatim start to finish if I asked them to. Take a minute and watch it – have a laugh. Do you remember the part about making the plural of ox? That has become a regular joke around here for any word that ends in ox. In fact, last year when we were on vacation in Maine visiting a candy store called “Len Libby’s”, famous for its life sized chocolate moose, there was a sales display full of toy stuffed animal moose. Sarah gleefully called out “a boxen of moosen!”