Two years, and counting!

Wow! Time flies when you’re having fun, feeding ducks, battling ants, rebuilding decks, buying old friends, creating sacred gardens, rescuing rabbits, adopting dogs, counting the bees in the hive, chasing the clouds from the sky, and ………..

It’s been two years, just about 30 days, and more minutes than I care to calculate, since I signed the papers and too possession of my little piece of paradise. With a 30 year, fixed-rate loan, at this point in time, I own, hmmmmm, a window!?

view from the river

Only the Universe knows what the next 28 years will bring. Will my house last another 28 years? Will I be alive? (Okay, way too deep for a fun and fanciful blog!)

Moving forward, Stevie’s adoption was finalized on Sunday and he came into our family as a permanent member. (Yeah, Stevie!!!!)


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The geese came by with seven goslings! It will be interesting to see how many make it to their teenage months. Geese seem to have an easier time surviving than the ducklings.

Goslings sure are cute when their young but, man, they do make a mess of the yard when they’re teenagers. Of course, that’s true of any teenager (even 21 year olds).


A post that discusses goslings wouldn’t be worth its weight in cracked corn without a picture of Ryan.

I finally got to see the ruby throated hummingbird that has been buzzing me the past few weeks. He’s an allusive little devil, darting around my head but flying away whenever I turn around. Well, no bird is a match for my rapid fire clicker finger. Then again, is he really in these pics?

Da dum, da dum (Jaws theme music). The carp are active. I’ve been told that feeding the ducks is messing with the natural balance of the Concord River. Perhaps I’ll keep it a secret about how big the carp are getting.

Nursery Update: Harry and Franny are still doing their duck thing. Eating, sitting in the sun, swimming, preening, but no ducklings. If she doesn’t produce soon I’m going to talk to Harry about finding a new hen. She might be leading him on.

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“Hey Babe, you going to lay eggs or what?”

Time flows by quickly on the Concord River. It’s already May 14. The trout lily bloomed and faded, as did the tulips, daffodils, and forsythia. The trees are in bloom, the birds are nesting, and my life is speeding by. Time to go outside, play with the dogs, and count some bees.

Artsy photo of the trout lily.

Artsy photo of the trout lily.

Blessed be :}



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About tinthia

Wondering, searching, and wandering, I'm an earth witch with a desire to get it right in my lifetime. The flow of the river feeds my inner goddess and fuels my soul. Blessed be. :}
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3 Responses to Two years, and counting!

  1. priscilla says:

    I must have planted the trout lilies 15 yeas ago…hardy little devils. Glad you had no flooding ! is the kousa dogwood alive? send me a pic of the front yard sometime! ..nice pic of the geese. I always enjoy your photos.
    so glad the place has a good owner… I think the prev lady ran for her life after a year. Coward!

    • tinthia says:

      Ha! Yes, you and I were built from hardier stock (and obviously waterproof too!). Cheers. (The invitation still stands for a cup of tea on the river. 🙂

  2. Deborah Caliguri says:

    Hi! Not sure if you remember me but my grandparents built the house next door t you and owned it for more than fifty years as a summer cottage. I love seeing your pictures and some of them give me a glimpse of our cottage. Thank you for bringing back so many memories. I think of how good life was taking that rowboat out on the river. Miss it!

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