Springing

 

A March sampler from around the town and trails. Click any image to start a full-size carousel.

 

 

Gotta run. Trout are calling.

 

Paz

Snow Dogs

We were fortunate to have a local dogsledder, Kate Walrath of Run By Dogs, give us a demonstration at the village Library. She told us about different types of sled dogs, including the Siberian Husky and the Alaskan Husky. The latter is a smaller, rather plain looking dog. I was surprised to discover these canine competitors were about the size of my own Sassy June (a Chow-Husky mix called a Chusky). I thought sled dogs would all be big, strong 60-pounders. The small black dog with some white on her face (I wish I could remember her name) is actually a retired racer from Alaska. Racing dogs get a share of race winnings, and they are put into a “doggie 401k”. Kate’s place, called Run By Dogs, is a retreat for retired sled dogs as well as a training facility and a place to learn and enjoy dogsledding. The monies in the 401k’s pay for the dogs’ boarding and veterinary expenses.

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It was very cold that Saturday, as you can see by the apparel. It was in the mid-twenties, but no wind. It didn’t bother the dogs a bit, though. For the retired Queen from Alaska, this is probably equivalent to retiring to Florida! 

It’s good to get a different perspective sometimes.

 

Until next time,

 

Paz

Winter Walk

We donned our snow shoes and headed for the woods, Ryan and I. He had visited a few days before to check out the trail and break it. It was fairly cold, mid-20’s. The overcast skies would sometimes part enough for a brief wash of sunlight, and were otherwise true to their grays of winter. We stopped at the lean-to for coffee, and stopped from time to time to shoot a photo. Mostly, we were overwhelmed by the beauty of the woods, the snow, the sky and the breeze.

Though it occupied barely an hour of our Saturday, it was the highlight of the weekend. New snow, the wind in the woods, and my favorite hiking partner, son Ryan. One hour of perfect peace. It doesn’t get any better than this. 

 

Paz

Rodeo

The 127th Annual Fonda Fair, the Montgomery County Fair, held a special interest for us, as my grandson, Max, took up bull riding this year. The Rodeo included barrel racing, calf roping (single and team) and bull riding. To begin, a stunning team of Clydesdale horses parade into the arena flying Old Glory, and carrying the Fair Queens. After the National Anthem, events got underway.

Max is in a red plaid shirt, and the highlight shots of his ride are included herein, along with shots of all the other exciting contests. While the bull riding is some of the most intense rodeo you’ll see, the barrel racing ranks right up there. One can see the thrill of racing not only on the rider’s face, but that of their mount as well! These horses love to run and compete.

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Until next time,

 

Paz

Photoshoot: Kerry’s Wedding

 

Daughter Kerry and her beau Kenyon decided on a spur of the moment to legalize their domestic cohabitation by getting married. Not ones for pretense, they set up an awning and pulled some machinery out of the barn, and were ready. The “official uniform” at Parson’s Farm is the custom printed T-shirt. Everyone who works on the farm or at the stand, myself included, wears a Parson’s Farm shirt. They have tag lines that change from year to year. So for the wedding, everyone was required to don a red T-shirt. Coincidentally, this year’s tag line is “Parson’s Farm: Where the vegetables are sweet and the women are bitter.”.  An unfailing sense of humor will carry this couple through their lives with fewer heartaches and tears than most.

After vows, we proceeded to the barn as it rained outside. A little food, a little music, a little cake, a little champagne, and you have a recipe for a grand time. For the famous cake-feeding shot, Kerry hammed it up and made a little mess. Then it was dancing, dancing and more dancing as we dined on the generous spread before us. Across the road from the farm, sadly, is a GIANT distribution warehouse. For the dancing-in-the-barn shots, I slowed the shutter speed because I wanted to show motion. When I looked at a couple preview pics, I saw that the shots were backlighted by the outdoors, the couple almost silhouetted, and the over-exposed outdoors made the distribution center disappear!

The rain continued as darkness fell. Indoors, I relied on the tripod for those low light shots, and ran the ISO up considerably. Youngsters one by one began to tire. Elders continued the ritual of dance and drink, and the party lights made a colorful atmosphere in the old barn. On the occasion of the bouquet toss, both granddaughters (Lizzy and Maddie) seemed to grasp the flowers simultaneously. Outside, away from all this foolishness, Elly and Evan took advantage of some high grade puddles. Alas, finally we had to take our leave, as the Mother of the Bride had had all the excitement she could stand for one day. 

And so, I present Mr. And Mrs. Kenyon Parsons!

The Happy Couple

Until next time,

 

Paz

July Gallery

So, I shot so few frames in July I couldn’t come up with 31 pix for the gallery. High point of my July was the annual camping trip to Forked Lake in the Adirondack Mountains with son-in-law Matt and grandson Maximus. Also joining us this year, my son Terence’s son, my grandson Kacey. Fishing was phenomenal, weather was perfect, and I enjoyed it so much I almost forgot about photography! Without further ado…

 

Paz

 

June Gallery

What? August? Okay, so here’s the June Gallery. Three shoots really occupied me in June. First, granddaughter Ellie graduates from Pre-Kindergarten. Many pictures for Grampa to cry over. They grow so fast! Kids at that age are always photoworthy and touch the heart. Then, a trip to Forked Lake with son Ryan and pal Carl. Clouds rolled over Blue Mountain, and I sat and shot dozens of frames. Worthy of its own post, watch for “The Many Moods of Blue Mountain” as a Photoshoot post. The other biggy: Daughter Kerry surprises us with an impromptu wedding, as she makes an honest man out of her long-time beau (and domestic partner) Kenyon. A unique wedding by a unique couple, the whole thing took place right there on the farm, the reception in the barn. Without a doubt one of the best weddings I’ve ever attended (being Father of The Bride had no influence, I’m sure). I’ll do a Photoshoot post for that, too. It was a great time with some great pix, and some trix and pointers.

-Paz

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February Gallery

Twenty-Eight frames hath February.

Nothing like being two months behind. February, the short month, departed as quickly as it came. Not nearly enough time to enjoy the cold and snow.

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