New England's Narrow Road

Our Local Lake (Sea) Plane

Each year when the weather begins to warm and the ice on the lake melts (don’t have that problem this year!) the sound of the local “sea” plane fills our skies over Antrim, New Hampshire. I no longer live there, but I’m close enough that I will go back to take my son to swim in Gregg Lake and visit with our old friends, and most likely I will get to see the plane either take off or land on the lake. If not, I may hear it buzzing overhead.

I don’t know the man who owns the plane, but I’ve heard that he owns this little piece of land on the inlet that goes into the lake and that is where he keeps the plane in summer. For a short time one summer, I rented the house just beyond the one in the photo and the kids and I would see the plane passing by the cottage on it’s way to the lake for takeoff.

Shortly after I had moved to Antrim (the first time) I took my son and his friend up to the lake to swim and the plane come in for a landing! That was fun. The boys totally enjoyed it.

Gregg Lake is pretty small, so I imagine the plane owner can only take off and land when it’s not too busy with watercraft and fishermen.

This photo of the plane was taken in October 2008. For more pictures of fall from this area, check out my Fall Foliage Season post.

Pictures of Fall in Spring (Almost)

orange foliage — Tree in Fall with orange leaves

I know it is almost Spring, but there is just nothing to get photos of just yet. I searched my blog for “Fall” stuff, and couldn’t find anything! Why not? I live where the Fall season is usually stunning, but this past Fall I was busy moving into my new place and besides that, Fall was not very stunning. I hate to say it, but we missed out on some great color that we usually see. So, between being busy and not seeing any scenery that caught my eye, I didn’t get any photos. I guess that is why there are none up on my blog.

So I’ve added a shot I took when I lived near the lake in Antrim, New Hampshire (named after Antrim in Ireland – Happy St. Paddy’s Day!!!). I lived there for three Autumn seasons and every one provided glorious color so I took loads of photos. I’d walk the dirt roads and the narrow (and bumpy) lake road, and sometimes travel the Girl Scout Camp road – always on the lookout for bears! – and I usually took my camera with me, no matter what the season.

I have pictures of deer that I got just a week ago, but haven’t uploaded them yet, so please enjoy my Fall pics in Spring.

Sharing My Photos of Winter White

Short and sweet post today to show off my favorite snow, white, and winter pictures.

I took these myself over the past years and they were all taken at different addresses, back when I lived like a nomad. I’m so glad those days are over, but it gave me the opportunity to check out parts of the state I would not have ever known so well. Some I am glad to be away from, and others I miss.

And I miss my cat, Richie. That picture was taken at my last rental on the back porch. I couldn’t believe the cat stayed outside while the snow covered him, but he was a hunter and couldn’t tear himself away. It made a cool photo.

More Snow Flowers (banheethespectator.wordpress.com)
First Snow 2012 (enjoyingcreating.wordpress.com)
The First Snow (onelifethislife.wordpress.com)

Dreams About Water and Bridges

When I was young, my parents took my sister and me on vacation to Vermont (we lived in Massachusetts – flatlanders!) and went across the Floating Bridge.

The bridge actually floats on top of the water on a bunch of barrels, but the creepy thing is that water also comes up over the bridge – that is it in the photo.

As a kid I was scared to death to drive in a car over a bridge that already had water on it and looked like it was sinking! I can’t remember how old I was, but I still – at least 40 years later – sometimes dream about it, and often dream about both bridges and water.

I love the water. And I find bridges fascinating – especially interesting ones. I’m not really afraid of heights – not too bad anyway, but thinking about the Floating Bridge makes my skin crawl. In fact roadways under water are too eerie to view. When the news shows flooding with roads disappearing into vast expanses of water, I have to turn away and hope I won’t dream about it.

So thanks Mom and Dad for the nice vacation. All I can remember – for the rest of my life – is sinking down into the water as the car crossed a swaying, creepy bridge!