To most men , experience is like the stern light of a ship which il-luminates only the track it has passed. (Samuel Tylor Coleridge, British poet)
Sunday, January 5, 2014
Gold Finches
Saturday, January 4, 2014
Seminole State Park :: Georgia!
Wednesday March 16, .. - - Because of “Spring Break” I decided to leave Florida. I had looked online and tried to reserve sites at several different State Parks but it seems that just about everything was nearly fully booked. There were sites available for one night at a time in several places but I just didn't think it was worth the hassle to have to move every night!
So, I found this lovely State Park in the southwest corner of Georgia, not far from the Florida and Alabama state lines. Since I was trying to find a place for the night and the next few days through the weekend I gave them a call to make sure they had sites available. Luckily for me, they did.
The campground is on the southside of a lovely lake, which I can see from my campsite, which is quite spacious. You can see your neighbors but they aren't right on top of you as in some places. It is really a very nice place. The temperature today was “unseasonably warm” in the 80s with lots of sunshine. Wonderful after a long, cold winter up north!
A trail winds through the pine forest, follows the boardwalk over the swamp and marsh area then on through the woods for about two and a half miles. The perfect ending to a long day of driving!


So, I found this lovely State Park in the southwest corner of Georgia, not far from the Florida and Alabama state lines. Since I was trying to find a place for the night and the next few days through the weekend I gave them a call to make sure they had sites available. Luckily for me, they did.
The campground is on the southside of a lovely lake, which I can see from my campsite, which is quite spacious. You can see your neighbors but they aren't right on top of you as in some places. It is really a very nice place. The temperature today was “unseasonably warm” in the 80s with lots of sunshine. Wonderful after a long, cold winter up north!
A trail winds through the pine forest, follows the boardwalk over the swamp and marsh area then on through the woods for about two and a half miles. The perfect ending to a long day of driving!


Thursday, January 2, 2014
Monday, December 30, 2013
Dogs
In the 2nd photo Sarah is playing a Navajo Indian flute for Ruby. Sarah majored in music in collage with the flute being her favorite instrument.
Friday, December 27, 2013
Harrington circular
Barry led this. With Maureen and Gordon. Grey morning, but we escaped the rain. Just over seven and a half miles.
We set off from Harrington, near the pump, just opposite the area called the Falls, as we did last time. I had hoped for bright sun, so that I could capture the contours better, but the weather wasn't playing ball.
Shaggy ink cap fungus and others in the Falls field, Harrington.
Some lettering on the brick built overflow bridge for Newbottle bridge.
Newbottle Bridge -there was once a village - the only evidence is some humps and bumps in a field and this bridge over the River Ise.
A rather well-hidden stile
Inquisitive cows with Desborough (?) in the background.
A slightly overgrown path leads back towards Harrington.
Wildlife spotted - one high speed fox crossing between two hedges with the white tip of its brush clearly visible.
We set off from Harrington, near the pump, just opposite the area called the Falls, as we did last time. I had hoped for bright sun, so that I could capture the contours better, but the weather wasn't playing ball.
Shaggy ink cap fungus and others in the Falls field, Harrington.
Some lettering on the brick built overflow bridge for Newbottle bridge.
Newbottle Bridge -there was once a village - the only evidence is some humps and bumps in a field and this bridge over the River Ise.
A rather well-hidden stile
Inquisitive cows with Desborough (?) in the background.
A slightly overgrown path leads back towards Harrington.Wildlife spotted - one high speed fox crossing between two hedges with the white tip of its brush clearly visible.
Visitors
We had some handsome visitors. They didn't stay long, though... Jasmine wasn't very hospitable.

When I first got interested in birds, I took a local class, where I learned that I'd been calling these by the wrong name my whole life. It's Canada Goose, not Canadian Goose! Branta canadensis in Latin.
Go see the Friday Ark for more critter pics!

When I first got interested in birds, I took a local class, where I learned that I'd been calling these by the wrong name my whole life. It's Canada Goose, not Canadian Goose! Branta canadensis in Latin.
Go see the Friday Ark for more critter pics!
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