Showing posts with label noah. Show all posts
Showing posts with label noah. Show all posts

Friday, June 5, 2015

The Long Dark Tea Time of the Soul

 The coldest winter in the history of man came to an end. But some of it were purdy too.
 I was always a Skippy man, but the Peter Pan is preferred by nuts.
 Noah, Adison and Larry on vacation in Norf Caroliner. They're special!
One of the first Chipomunks of Spring enjoying a lazy chipomunk morning... Our chipmunk breeding program continues unabated...
 I don't dig on beefs so much no more, but this looked so fine I had to take a picture...

Sunday, September 7, 2014

Rabbitch Season

 The animals are photographed often enough that they've begun to pose...
 Strip-o-munk?
 The internet's most amazing hair.
 View of the Rutland "Airport" from the Appalachian / Long Trail near Clarendon...
 The Rabbitch relaxes after a long day...
 A spring peeper... in the summer! Will the global warming madness never end?!
 Thanks to the Craig & Stacey we finally started putting the floor down in the "library".
 Almost done!
 I got to use this! Saws are fun.
"Finished"! Actually it is not. Still have to do transoms in each door, trim, paint, molding and clean the damn windows.

Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Next stop... Gaysville!

 These days, if you aren't in Gaysville, you probably wish that you were.  It wasn't so "groovy" when I was twelve!
 Not having children of our own, on the occasion that we "borrow" one (like Noah here), we have no idea how to properly care for them.
 Our very own "organic" vegetables. An unyun, pees and Toddy-taters.
 Back to New Jersey for Taylor's graduation party! Conratulations Taylor!
 The kegerator! So many memories!
Back in the Vermont... Mushrooms is crazy!
 Shelly practicing the dark arts to get a fire started.
 A lazy Vermonts afternoon!
 I call this plant, "The Prickler".
The Wallingford Cemetery. Why not come visit?.....  Forever!
So I decided to hike the trail to Little Rock Pond. It's high summer which means everyone is trying to get either the Appalachian Trail (over-achievers) or Long Trail (under-achievers) off their bucket list!
This is the Little Rock Pond. I met a bevy of hikers on the trail; some stunk and some didn't. It was a good mix.
Newts are real! Unlike the Seven Cities of Gold or Trickle-Down Economics. Who knew? They may be real, but that doesn't mean they aren't lazy. Am I wrong?
View of Little Rock Pond from the Little Rock. There were rumors of treasure on the island from a band of forest pirates. I would have looked for it myself but there just wasn't enough time.
That's the "Little Rock" near the bottom left that gives the pond it's clever moniker!
I'm not sure why, but I love "captain obvious" signs like this. The sign is on the Little Rock itself, near the 30 foot drop to the rocks below. It reads "no camping". Admirable restraint to not make it "no camping, stupid."
There sure are a lot of signs off the beaten path...
The trail marker. Nature's way of saying, "this way, jackass."
Trail fruit! To eat or not to eat? I guess it depends if you remembered to bring the toilet paper... or not.

Saturday, August 11, 2012

The Porch

 The Porch: Before (scuff marks were from pre-painting prep).
 After (courtesy Lou & Shelly).
 Ed's old timey truck.
 We didn't realize until we were at the top of Killington that Noah's left arm and left leg were missing (from the elbow and knee respectively)! If that's not a photo op, what is?
 Ever wonder how you go to the bathroom at the top of a mountain? Me too!
 Shelly and Noah imagining that they are "skycars" (gondola).
 Noah and Shelly arguing in the skycar (gondola), about who would be the better skycar.
 How better to advertise than a big creepy dog?
 Noah's picture of the inside of the Grist Mill restaurant. I think he needs a camera.
 Gangsta leaning on the trail to Chaffee Falls in Pittsford, Vermont.
 Chaffee Falls.
 Cap'n Noah at Lake George, New York.
 Noah taking a picture of Ed taking a picture.
 Look out below!
 Linda sitting with Ed while Noah contemplates Life and the Universe.
The pointy end of a cannon at Fort Henry, New York.