Morning of the Mourning Doves
The Changing Seasons: January 2021
Of all the weird months we’ve had, this has got to have been the weirdest, the most shocking. From a photographic point of view, though, it’s been very much of the same as every month since last March. Lots of birds. Squirrels. A brief trip to a second hand audio-video shop in East Providence and a lot of web searching for vaccinations.
Sunset in January
About The Changing Seasons
The Changing Seasons is a monthly project where bloggers around the world share their thoughts and feelings about the month just gone. We all approach this slightly differently — though generally with an emphasis on the photos we’ve taken that month. For many of us, looking over these photos provides a structure and narrative, so each month is different. Others focus on documenting the changes in a particular project — such as a garden, an art or craft project, or a photographic diary of a familiar landscape.
In the end, it is your changing season, and you should approach it however works for you. There are no fixed rules around post length or photo number — just a request that you respect your readers’ time and engagement.
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Your photos are beautiful as always Marilyn.
I’m glad Lois asked the disco ball question, though I am a little disillusioned to know that you and Gary aren’t boogieing the night away in the privacy of your living room.
Seriously though, I can’t read you posts about vaccines without feeling so angry on your behalf. I’d love to say, I hope you get them soon. I will say it, with sincerity, but I guess, from what you’re saying, without a lot of faith.
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Every time trying to find vaccines begins to make me crazy, someone tells me to call the governor. They must think I have him on my cell phone. They only opened up vaccine for those over 75 today — and we’re getting pounded with snow, so most of todays vaccination were cancelled. It’s really US because everywhere else in the state, they have huge vaccination sites, but none in Worcester. Our hospital says “they’ll be in touch.” When? Who knows. It’s very frustrating for me. I spend ALL day trying to get Garry a vaccine appointment and any time left trying to figure out how much I owe on my mortgage, from which I borrowed so we could get a boiler, a back door, and gutters. I’m exhausted and at the level of exhausted where I just don’t want to do anything. Sadly, I’m going to be up early trying to get Garry a vaccination — and then I’m going to have to do the same thing again for me.
I need a good laugh. One of these days. Meanwhile, a good night’s sleep would help.
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Love this collection of photos, Marilyn!
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I had fun putting it together — and I produced some new ones, too. Not that the new ones look paricularly different than the older ones, but it’s the thought that counts.
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Today we are greeted by the beginning of a ‘Nor’easter’, fancy word for classic New England winter stuff. Heavy snow fall, high winds and very low temps. The TV weather folks are pleasuring themselves off camera.
The TV news reporters are cursing the Gods and digging out their oft-used scripts. At least one retired TV news reporter is so happy he doesn’t to suit up, stand in front of the camera and smile through the weather until his smile is frozen.
As for that disco ball, I still have my 3 piece white suit all ready for “stayin’ alive!”
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You look smooth in that 3-piecer, Garry. Very smooth.
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I’m still holding out for that post where you have the disco ball in your house!
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It’s in the gallery, but there really isn’t ANYWHERE it would fit. Unless I took down one of the two overhead chandeliers which we sort of need for you know, light. Owen keep congratulating me on NOT buying it. He knew I was afraid to ask the price lest it be cheap and I feel I need to buy it. Then, bring it home and wonder what in the world to DO with it.
If we had higher ceilings, maybe, but it’s a pretty big ball and would have to hang at least two-and-a-half feet below ceiling level. Our ceilings are 7-foot-6-inches. My son is 6’3″ (he used to be 6’4″ but he slouches). He already hits his head on doorways.
Who knows? It’s not like it’s going to sell out quickly. If they still have it and I have some spare money? Oh, the temptation! You are cruel to tempt me like this. I am weak and always want to buy more gear!
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haha! Oh, Marilyn, you are funny! I’ll just keep watching your posts… 😉
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