
Leaf ladders climb gracefully in gray green serrations ……
This is my entry for the Black & White Photo Challenge – Nature
http://sonelcorner.wordpress.com/2013/06/18/black-and-white-photo-challenge-nature/

Leaf ladders climb gracefully in gray green serrations ……
This is my entry for the Black & White Photo Challenge – Nature
http://sonelcorner.wordpress.com/2013/06/18/black-and-white-photo-challenge-nature/
Each year in this area, and coming up soon, there is the most wonderful musical gathering near here called ‘The Fiddler’s Gathering.’
Bluegrass and folk musicians come from around the world to perform in an outdoor arena. Most of the year, it is a memorial park called the Battle Ground Memorial in Battle Ground, Indiana.
It was established in 1908 to commemorate those lives lost in the Battle of Tippecanoe, which took place on November 7, 1811. This battle served as a catalyst for the War of 1812.
But, once a year, on the park grounds, volunteers erect a temporary stage and benches and food and craft vendors come from across the nation to set up for a delightful 3 days of concerts and workshops
in folk and bluegrass music and guitar, fiddle, mandolin and banjo picking.
At night, when I open my windows, the music wafts in on the breeze. Talk about relaxing.
Folks and families are encouraged to bring blankets and lawn chairs and picnics and settle in for hours to enjoy the music. What a delight! 
Some now famous musicians, I am told, got their start here in this humble venue. Some years, the musicians have been exemplary and the audience was reluctant to leave, it was so enjoyable. Some of the musicians have even played on Garrison Keillor’s Prairie Home Companion.
One group I enjoyed hearing was called “Uncle Earl” consisting of 5 or 6 young women, who, since several of them had not been to their high school prom, dressed in prom dresses for their performances. Other groups were ‘Le Vent du Nord’ and ‘Hot Club of Detroit’, who have been seen on several TV shows and Prairie Home Companion. Each year is a surprise of new and old groups and performers and some not necessarily bluegrassish ;-).
My favorite food vendor has always been the Greek food tent
where I buy the Greek salad
or gyros and of course, an Indiana favorite, the elephant ear booth.
If you haven’t had one of these delicious Indiana concoctions, they are easy to make at home, consisting of sweet yeast dough, spread out and fried in hot oil, brushed with melted butter and sprinkled with cinnamon sugar. Of course, I only partake once a year, as they are definitely loaded with calories 😉 and it’s awfully hard to share – we usually end up getting one per person!
And to top it off, a lemon shake up is the best refresher to accompany this summer’s evening meal.
At the end of the evening, everyone picks up their blanket and folds up their chairs and walks home knowing it was an evening most enjoyably well spent.
I love the gently undulating curves of a Solomon’s Seal wild plant glistening on a dewy summer’s morn….. There’s rarely such a delicate plant in the forest as beautiful as this one . . .
Blending into the background, it’s sometimes hard to see, but it’s still there, flitting its leaves, curving up, curving down and gracefully arching into one grand curve to the ground . . .
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/06/14/weekly-photo-challenge-curves/
As I love all things French, I love so much the colors of blue French shutters on the houses in France.
So, I’ve decided to paint the shutters the same color on my house. I tested one last night and I really like the look of it.
My house is a pale yellow color, which I think will go great with the blue, so I don’t have to repaint the whole thing. I’m hoping to also finish up the painting on the dormers. I’m still doing Spring clean-up from all the storms we’ve had this Spring.
These two hard maple trees rain down pollen and seeds all Spring too. It’s been a chore keeping up with them, almost as much as raking leaves in the Fall. (The big one dates back to at least 1810, when the Battle of Tippecanoe took place.) But, the good side of it is I don’t have to turn on the AC until at least July because of all the cool shade. In a few weeks the gardens will be a riot of flowers.
The house has quite the history as it was built in the mid-1800’s by a family originally from Switzerland. The original abstract was passed on to me when I bought the house. It has nooks and crannies and built-ins inside. And I was told by the owner of the local antique store that it was the home of the village blacksmith. In renovating my bathroom, I found handmade nails in the walls. And when I refinished the floors and had the drywall repaired, I was told that the poplar and oak wood for the floors in the dining room and front parlor was likely cut and milled right here on the property. I really will feel like I’m living in a French cottage in the countryside! If I can’t get to France this year, I’ll bring it here!
Now, what do you think, should I paint the doors a dark dark aubergine or a dark dark blue?
Up on a 24 ft. ladder, I am reminded, quite bluntly, how fleeting life may be.
One wrong move and down I would go. Now, who knows if I would survive, and in what capacity? Yes, life is indeed fleeting when confronted with fearsome heights.
Now, I’m not afraid of heights, I rather enjoy them. I grew up on my grandparents’ farm turned tree nursery and was climbing by the time I was walking. Broke my leg at 4 by climbing atop the top bar of the swing set and promply falling off. My grandfather told the doctor to please not put a walking cast on me, but that didn’t stop me. The next day, I was climbing again, cast in tow. I’m the first to want to take an elevator to the top of a skyscraper or sit by the window in an airplane.
Fast forward 50 years and I found myself alone at home, needing to do some painting and repairs. I thought I could climb up and paint the dormers on my roof. Hmm, not very bright, was I? I positioned the ladder and got up there alright, being very surprised at the slant angle of this particular roof. Not to be outdone, I kept going up and sat there admiring the view and quietness of the street and town. I couldn’t do much of any painting as there wasn’t a place to put the pail down without spilling it. (A little planning would have helped.) So, I decided to go back down.
Alas, one look down at the ladder and fear gripped me. I needed someone to hold it. What was I to do? I could yell for help, but no one was at home on the street and drivers of vehicles passing by did not look up. Arghhh! So, I did the next best thing and decided to go up and over and shimmy down a tree near my back door. Now, mind you, I had not shimmied down a tree since I was about 17 years old. It was a bruising and scuffing experience. But, good news is, I made it down safely and with no broken bones. Now, how to paint those dormers????
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/06/07/weekly-photo-challenge-fleeting/
I have been outside gardening today, pulling weeds and trimming shrubs. Looked up and saw that Mr. Dove has joined the Mrs. & babies. They sat quite patiently and let me snap a photo.
Here is what I see when I look out my back door:
I have an upper yard (considered ‘in town’) and a lower yard (considered ‘county’). Go through the gate and down the hill and over the far fence and you are in state park area. It will never be developed, so there are all kinds of wildlife that roam through here. I am currently enlarging the flower bed to include vegetables.
Below is last June 2012’s view of the garden. Now there are two terraces. The seeds have sprouted and with all this rain, things should be growing quickly. Still have more seeds to plant too!
An update on my Mrs. Dovey visitor. She took a moment to go shopping for worms and left the nest alone, so I took a peak, she has two hungry babies waiting on her arrival back home:
Are you attending the Indy 500 race this weekend and want to know more about the Indianapolis area and surrounding counties? Here are some links to popular attractions:
Indy 500 Race & Ticket Info http://www.indianapolismotorspeedway.com/indy500/
Indianapolis Art Museum & Oldfields Lilly House & Gardens & Madeline F. Elder Greenhouse, The Virginia B. Fairbanks Art & Nature Park info can be found at this website: http://www.imamuseum.org/
Eideljorg Museum of Native American Art http://www.eiteljorg.org/
Soldiers’ & Sailors’ Monument & Monument Circle – the heart of Indiana http://visitindy.com/indianapolis-soldiers-sailors-monument-monument-circle
Circle Center Shopping Mall Downtown Indianapolis http://www.simon.com/mall/circle-centre
Eagle Creek Park http://visitindy.com/indianapolis-eagle-creek-park-marina
Castleton Square Mall http://www.simon.com/mall/castleton-square-mall
The Fashion Mall at Keystone https://www.simon.com/mall/the-fashion-mall-at-keystone/stores/list
The Indianapolis Zoo & White River Gardens http://www.indyzoo.com/SitePages/home.aspx
The Indianapolis Children’s Museum (the world’s largest) http://www.childrensmuseum.org/
Conner Prairie Interactive History Park http://www.connerprairie.org/
I have a little dovey visitor in my backyard:
In actuality, she has returned from last year. 
In the Spring of 2012, I was preparing to put some flowers in these hanging pots on my garage. Imagine my surprise when I looked up and realized that a sweet dove had taken up residence in one of them. It’s an ideal spot to safely raise a brood. She eventually hatched out 2 little baby doves and soon trained them to fly and they were off and gone. 
This was my last picture of dovey & hubby before they took off for brighter pastures. (Or maybe it’s dovey & baby.)
While I’ve been digging in my veggie garden,
in the afternoons and on Saturdays and Sundays, she has been providing sweet musical coo’s. Along with her coo’s, at precisely 7:15 p.m. every evening, there are 2 big owls who hoot to each other, one from the tree in front of my house and one from the tree behind my backyard. I still have not been able to actually see them. I hope they are not keeping a hungry eye on Mrs. Dove & her brood.
I feel honored that Mrs. Dovey feels at home enough to sing to me.
Update: Yesterday (23 May), her baby or babies hatched (I can’t see down into the pot to see how many there are). I tried to get a photo while she was feeding but I wasn’t quick enough. Will try again this afternoon!
Clafoutis or clafouti is a classic flan-like French dessert that originally came from the Limousin region of France in the 19th century. Any kind of fruit can be incorporated into the recipe. It has a texture described as half cake half pudding, and similar to pancake batter when mixed.
I discovered this recipe serendipitously through reading other blog posts and I don’t remember right off where I first came across it but it sounded tastey. When my new grandson was born in February and I visited to see the new baby, someone recommended making a clafoutis. We didn’t actually get to make one, but last weekend, I decided to give it a try and here is what I came up with:
Stir all the ingredients together in a bowl and pour into the baking dish and bake at 350 degrees for 30 minutes. When it is done, sprinkle the top with a little confectioners sugar or granulated sugar and voila! Oh, and did I mention I was alone and no one to share it with, so I ate the whole thing! lol
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