Sunday, September 30, 2012

Monday, September 24, 2012

We left western Pennsylvania heading home to Virginia's Shenandoah Valley by way of Maryland and West Virginia.
I on the back of the Harley snapping drive-by photos of barns
and the emerging Autumn scenery.
Fritz arguing with the GPS lady

 who wanted us to do this
instead of this.

{Fritz won}

We are back on the farm safe, but perhaps not so sound in a few folks minds.
1280 miles complete.
I can't wait to do it again.


Sharing with Barn Charm







Saturday, September 22, 2012


No...not me!
I am having the time of my life.
No drive through the Eastern shore would be complete without indulging in the delicacy the region is known for.
We've had our fill of crab imperial, crab omelets, crab dip, crap stuffed flounder, crab topped potato skins...
{side note:  I think my grandsons need these chairs}
..and then it was back on the bike heading north.
Seemed like a good direction to go since we had come from the south, the west would have put us in the Bay and the east would have landed us in the Atlantic Ocean.
So north we went past the most interesting lighthouse.
and scenes of the real world we live in.
Not a bad shot from the back of the bike at crusing speed?
We headed inland just cruising away

 and found ourselves
hunckered down in Gettysburg, PA for a good nights rest.

 800 miles and counting...

Friday, September 21, 2012

No trip to the Delmarva Peninsula would be complete without a visit (or two) the Assateague National Seashore

So Beautiful.
 Such different flora and fauna than what I am accustomed to. I could have spent five more days there to take advantage of all the island had to offer. Hiking, kayaking, birding. beach walking. Celebrating what the shoreline is supposed to look like minus the T-shirt and boogie board shops.

It is a special place indeed, but there was one touristy experience I was determined to have:

As we were leaving the park I spotted them...
Look closely. Right in the middle. Do you see them?

No? Good thing I ran (I. am. not. a. runner!) down a mosquito infested woodland trail to get up close and personal to the Chincoteague Wild Ponies just for you.


Sharing with Mosaic Monday

Tangier Island

Located in the middle of the Chesapeake Bay, it is rich in the history of the watermen.

 Home to some 500 persons speaking a very distinct dialect, with narrow fence lined streets ...

...and even narrower watery passages. 

And to visit the graves of the dearly departed, one need only to step into the backyard.

Or the front yard...

Thursday, September 20, 2012

400 miles of beautiful rural roadways so far with no particular destination in mind.


Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Over the Mountains,
winding the Piedmont,
across the Bay,
through the Wetlands,

to get to This!

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

On Your Mark...

Get Set...


Friday, September 14, 2012

Off the Needles...

...and into the boots.
Pattern: Traditional Kilt Hose from Country Weekend Socks
Yarn: Hedgehog Fibers

Just in time for a little trip involving these:
Sharing with Fiber Arts Friday

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Letters From Marme

With my grandsons living so far away, finding ways to be present in their lives can be a challenge.
So I have been mailing the boys Letters.
Letters in Letters.
It began with free form cutting out the shape of a letter from scraps of fabric I had and sewing it on to a piece of felt to back it.
My thought was to send them a 'letter' a week.
But then I started finding cute themed fabrics here and about and began sending them Words.
It's a fun little project for me.
and I do think my loves really like their
Letters from Marme.