New England Roadside

 

A warm fall afternoon.

Vermont walk about

Other blogs that I enjoy most are those that speak about their lives. I don't do that.....  

Spring in New England is still getting up and running. The ground is moist and in spots still too soft to tread on.  The grass hasn't quite burst through the earth but you know its about to.

Spring is my favorite season.  I was born in April and enjoy knowing that Mother nature and I get to start a new year together.  
I rejoice knowing that I will see new plants and flowers burst from the earth to celebrate.  Everyday the garden has a another surprise. 

Early Summer blooms have arrived.

Dappled Willow

Salix int. 'Hakuro Nishiki'

from Britt & Matt's Wedding last May.

The forget-me-nots are from our daughters wedding last May.

New field stone path I laid with 14 stones transported from VT to NH.

It goes to the side door at the garage.

Japanese Painted Fern from Mom's garden.

 This is the small flower bed we dug up last year

so that the perennials would have more room to grow.

The iris and lilies bloomed for the first time since we moved in.

The white foxglove was dug up from Vermont.

Wine & roses weigela in foreground with broom in the back.

Spring thaw

The ice is melting quickly on the pond.
This barn and pond are on the farm where I grew up.
The farm house and barn belong to another family now.
The pond and the 60 acre woodlot are still family owned.

The water flows over the spill way on its journey downstream.

Farm Field

Farm Field Foliage, originally uploaded by addvt2nh.

One of my favorite roads home through hills and valleys and past this lovely farm. None of the black Angus cows were near the road but the fall colors were there. I love this time of year. Brisk air and warm sun on your back, great for being outside.

Harvest time at Spring Ledge

Rural America. A handmade rustic wagon and an ancient tractor parked at the farm stand caught my eye.

Bluets : Houstonia caerulea

Rocky pastures are the best areas to locate Bluets.

Large patches can be found where grasses are kept

short and the soil is dry and sandy.

Today I saw them in our lawn.

As a little girl I remember picking hats full

of these with my cousin Jennifer. In the

sugar house pasture there would be

millions of them. They smell fresh & sweet.