A view from the public park on Main Street in Lake Placid, New York, looking across Mirror Lake.
A tree in my front yard in all its autumn finery.
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My father grew up in Springfield, Massachusetts, although he lived the last sixty years of his life in Atlanta, Georgia. He often talked about the Berkshires of western Massachusetts and the Adirondacks in eastern New York. I must have inherited his love of mountains, because even the glimpse of mountains from campus makes me smile. I have assiduously visited all the places he mentioned having seen or wanting to see in this area, and delighted in describing the trips to him.
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This post for First Friday Photo is quite late, but I wanted to post even so. Eden Mabee’s brainchild blog hop of photographs is here, so please feel free to join in, or at least visit everyone’s link to see their photograph.
I had a rough week, so I don’t have an outside photo to share, but I am very proud of my entry this week. Jan Dobbs, a dear friend of mine who lives in Bristol, UK, painted this gorgeous Rananculus, as my mother would have named it. I went back and forth about having it sent across the pond, but well, it was so nice and in my favorite colors, and . . .
Finally, I decided that I deserved to have a real painting, having left graduate school and its shabby chic behind. It is displayed in a corner of the dining room where I see it often. Now you can enjoy it as well. Her website is here, so you can enjoy more of her work.
After a far, far too long hiatus, I’m coming back to this blog. My offering today is part of Eden Mabee’s brain child, the First Friday Photo. I was returning from New York City on the train on a winter evening. The tracks run along the Hudson River for the majority of the trip, offering stunning views of the Catskills and rolling countryside. We were in lower altitude environs when the sun set.