Brookville Daily Post

Snow Sculpture

2012-01-29T08:02:00.001-05:00

Like modern art, a snow sculpture, stands in the stark contrast to the world around. The only color is in the pedestal of the birdbath. Somehow it all turns out beautiful.

Brushes

2012-01-28T17:38:00.004-05:00

This kind of feels like "brushing away" the past and starting out again with a new set of brushes. I have, somehow, screwed up my Flickr account and had to delete most of what was there. The problem is having more than one Flickr account and they kept wanting me to combine them, or sign in with this one or use Facebook to sign in. In the end it was a nightmare worthy of the end of the world music rattling the windows. So I departed Flickr and am doing business elsewhere. I also donated the money they got from me for a "Pro" account.

Honeybee and Mosquito and Poppy

2012-01-27T13:29:00.004-05:00

The honeybee, on the left side, and the mosquito on the right side, are approaching this red poppy that is loaded with pollen. I watched the couple share the meal and fly away and more came. It was a busy poppy all day.

Dwight's House Fire

2012-01-26T00:01:00.012-05:00

This still is Dwight's House. It doesn't look like much. I think the yellow tape is still hanging there. I go by the house, once every couple of months. Maybe there will be some cleanup progress, but there never is. Dwight Ressler lost the house he was born in and all of his possessions on February 14th 2009. Dwight and I have been friends from day one. We are the same age and went to school together. I ate some fabulous meals that Bonnie, his mother, fixed and was always eager to get some of her sugar cured ham. I helped Milbert, his father, pick tomatoes and got ten cents a hamper. Now, however, the house is gone and about all we have left are memories from an earlier and happier time when the barnyard was alive with the sounds of farm animals.

Waiting out the snowstorm

2012-01-25T06:35:00.001-05:00

I think all living things enjoy a lust for life with friends or others like themselves. When life or death is on the line, birds will sometimes perch very close together to live or die together. Starlings are the most raucous birds alive but when times are rough and they stay close together—if one freezes to death—they all are found frozen to death.

Cold Windy Day

2012-01-24T00:35:00.002-05:00

Starlings Perched on Thermostat, a photo by oldmanlincoln2012 on Flickr.

It is cold and windy here. Had warmed up a bit today but it is now going back down and the birds are a bit on the frosty side. I took this photo several years ago. It is the only time the birds posed like this on the thermometer just outside the window.