Archive for January, 2011

I don’t know about  you,   but  I’m sure all of us   are sick sick sick of this whole snow palooza of these past weeks. I know for sure that I am.

As the snow tumbles down again today I had to laugh to myself as I thought of days gone by and recalled some really good buddies of mine that would wag for joy whenever this white stuff fell..  Well, two out of three, at least!  Can you guess of who I am thinking of?  Ayup, Jackson, Molly and Duffy–our dogs.

So, I got to thinking about a typical recap of snowy days of the past.  Here’s how most snowy days were greeted on our farm.

It’s morning, and unbeknownst to the gang, the white stuff is falling (yet again).  I haven’t yet had my morning java (in the days when I drank gallons of the stuff) and still need to ready for morning barn chores–time to get the day rolling.  The ewes were calling me, the ‘kids’ bleating for their morning chow. ..and I still had a dozen 40# bales of hay to get down from the silo.   No doubt the nesting boxes were full of eggs — with any luck, none would be frozen.  Then there were the greenhouse chores –check on all the baby seedlings, do the watering, make sure the temperature was right on the mark–but first things first, the shoveling–ugh ugh!

So I throw open the back door and out bound the three dogs.  Immediately two things happen– Duffy and Jackson bolt happily into the back pasture, the snow kicking up from their heels while Molly picks her way carefully a few feet into the unshoveled snowbanks like an elderly woman wearing high heels on a skating rink, before doing her business and attempting to run back into the house.

This is how I always imagined what was going on in their three heads.  Jackson, (golden #1 & the oldest, 15yrs):  Snow!!  I love snow!!  I must run through it, eat it, and roll around in it.  I feel like a puppy again!  In fact, I love snow so much that I will sit here for a very long time until my Mom at the door hollers and begs me to come in and then finally resorts to the old ‘cookie trick’ in an attempt to lure me inside.   I’ll just wait for her to close the door ( she thinks she can fool me!)  But I’ll just trick her — I will wait for the door to close  and run up and grab the cookies, and then run away before she can throw open the door and catch hold of my collar.  And then we will do it all over again.  Oh boy, how I love this game! And snow!!

Snowy Faced Jackson

Duffy, (the border collie, & middle child, 13 yrs):  Snow!  I love snow even more than Jackson!  I love it so much I will race around like a dog demented kicking up tufts of snow everywhere.  Jackson will try to keep up with me but he can’t because I’m the fasted on the farm and I love snow!!  I will eat it until my whiskers are white and I look like I ate a bag of powdered donuts (*sigh, I only wish!) and not realize it is water so I will need to go back outdoors again ten minutes after I get in.  And I will move to the farthest part of the farm..way around the back pasture surveying all and making sure everything and every critter in my charge is in check, until Mom gives me the whistle to come back and head inside while she goes about her morning chores, but I will just sit here a moment because while I love my Mom, I really LOVE snow and don’t get to play in it nearly enough, so no matter how much she whistles or hollers I will just sit here and stare out into the snow until Mom thinks all of this snow must have clogged up my ears or something because I am giving not the slightest indication I can hear, nor am I going to play that silly ‘cookie trick’ at the door game she is playing with Jackson, not when I can just sit here and enjoy the snow.  Finally, when my black coat has turned purely white and Mom has yelled long enough, I will run as fast as my little legs will scoot, past Jackson–kicking up snow in his face — and into the door, where my feet will slide across the tiled floor.  I will slide right into the door, passing Mom who is waiting with a nice towel to dry me.  Just when she leans over to dry me off I will shake myself really hard to cover Mom, the door and the floor with snow.  Mom must love snow just as much as I do, because just as the snow is dripping down her face she gives a shout for joy.  Yay snow!

Molly & Duff

And finally, Miss Molly. ( golden #2, the youngest & spoiled rotten):  Oh no–Snow!!  I HATE snow!!  Give me my swimming pool and sunglasses any day.  Brrrr…  it’s cold!!  I don’t like the way it feels on my paws–the ice gets stuck between my toes and it takes me hours to chew it all out once I get indoors.  Why does it keep falling from the sky?  I mean I just love these people, but couldn’t we move the farm to Florida?  And I love Jackson and Duffy–but what the heck is wrong with those two guys?  They’ve gone demented! I hope the heck Mom opens that door real soon, because I don’t want to be out here much longer.  Maybe if I huddle up against the door and howl in a really high pitched voice she will let me in soon.  Like when she comes to play that stoopid ‘cookie trick’ game with Jackson and Duff.  Bingo! Once that door opens again, I’ll be through it like a shot, bouncing off Moms legs and getting her soaked on my way into the house–where I’ll then rub up against anything to dry myself off  and I especially just love to hop up on the freshly made bed–so warm and comfy–and then spend the rest of the day snoozing or skulking around and trying to avoid going out again.  Ugh!! Snow!

My best buddy & me

Believe it or not, there once were days when I thoroughly loved snowy days–when all the chores ( if that was even a possibility) were finished, and I could play with my guys out in the snow.  They just loved walking in the snowy woods with me, or chasing flying snowballs, or piling on top of a monster snowbank.  But that was some time ago.  These days, I’m afraid I’m with Miss Molly on this–give me warmth, sunshine and balmy breezes. Snow!! I hate it! LOL  Do all your dogs enjoy the snow as much as ours did?  Stay warm.

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No walk today–much too cold for me.  Instead I’ll bake some bread this morning and run the oven as long as I can. -12 degrees. Twelve below today.  Old Man Winter’s been merceless so far this winter. Bring on Spring!

Chilly morn

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Just when you think you’ve lived long enough, seen plenty and think nothing can surprise you..it does! 😉 We Maineiacs have a great sense of humor!  You’ll find a theme here.. can you tell I’ve just about had enough of this white stuff?  Eighteen inches, ten inches, another foot added on to that pile, then of course there was the ice and high winds.  Our power was finally restored today.. grrr, I missed my fave show Top Chef!  And tomorrow another foot is predicted.  Enough already!

Snow 4 Sale

Sweet Fiona

Even Fiona has had enough of this stuff! But on a good note.. power or no–tomorrow I will begin sowing my seeds! Hooray!  Keep warm.

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Matilda Mae

Did you ever wonder why sheep don’t shrink in the sun when they are wet after a freshly fallen snow?   :D

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Wow works for me!

This morning I found these statistics in my mailbox.  Wow! I’m so pleased ;-)

2010 in review

The stats helper monkeys at WordPress.com mulled over how this blog did in 2010, and here’s a high level summary of its overall blog health:

Healthy blog!

The Blog-Health-o-Meter™ reads Wow.

Crunchy numbers

Featured image

A Boeing 747-400 passenger jet can hold 416 passengers. This blog was viewed about 8,300 times in 2010. That’s about 20 full 747s.


In 2010, there were 60 new posts, growing the total archive of this blog to 217 posts. There were 144 pictures uploaded, taking up a total of 14mb. That’s about 3 pictures per week.

The busiest day of the year was January 14th with 151 views. The most popular post that day was Cortona memories.

Where did they come from?

The top referring sites in 2010 were cucinapanzano.blogspot.com, crumsnatcher.wordpress.com, karencooks.blogspot.com, google.com, community.livejournal.com, and foxlily.com.

Thanks for the shout out!

Attractions in 2010

These are the posts and pages that got the most views in 2010.

Cortona memories Monhegan Lupines Humble pot.. marigold

When Life Gives you Lemons.. make Limoncello Magical wishbones

Did I tell you? The nicest working harbor–Cape Porpoise

Peaceful Respite Pals Forever In My Garden



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St. Fiacre

Another year gone by.  January 1st has rolled around once again.  The end of each year invariably leads us to some sort of evaluating and inventory–not only for every day  life, but helps to forecast future times in a small way don’t you think? I don’t typically think about resolutions for the new year, mostly because I know full well, I’ll never manage to keep them.  But that’s just me.

January 1st is product inventory taking time for me here too.  In these first two weeks of the year, new and old products for this upcoming year will be decided upon–which bars will make the cut?  Time will only tell.

I began this blog two years ago today.  Wow, doesn’t time just fly by! I can recall thinking at the time as I sat to write that first post, I must be crazy!  I’ll never be able to keep up posting on a regular basis–my life is too busy for that sort of commitment, but I really wanted  to more or less catalog moments/photos  in time that were meaningful to me and as I wrote in that first post,’ nothing earth shattering’, but rather an eclectic journal of moments in my life.

It’s been an up and down year for us here, just the usual roller coaster ride we all seem to partake in these days.  Life has a way of hurling us in so many directions–mine for certain– these recent past years, and like it or not days simply disappear and thyme does go by.  We joyously celebrated new birth this past year, with little Liam’s arrival.  We wept for days at the passing of my dear sister, Denise, but know she is in a better place now. Our holidays just won’t ever be the same, but we carry with us, the fondest of memories forever in our hearts.  We’re  battling the dreaded illness once again… remission was such a good time while it lasted, but with  each passing day, we remain hopeful.  It’s out of our hands now.  We labored in the garden only to be rewarded with the most fruitful season we’ve had to date since moving here to Maine–it  was an awesome summer for growing.  I’m already making notes for  new  additions to include in this years garden with a meditation/resting bench and butterfly garden.  Can you tell my new Johnny’s Seed catalog arrived earlier this week  😉 and that I’m rambling on far too much here?

So, as Thyme Goes By celebrates it’s second blogoversary today, it seemed a rather nice idea to make a collage of  the 12 most read posts.  The choice was a particularly difficult one I must say–because each photo I take is special in some way to me personally.  The blog has taken on a personality of its own. The gardeners and folks who enjoy walking as much as I do, write to me often, and then there’s the animal lovers, like myself who stop by regularly and often make me laugh out loud at their comments.  You guys know who you are 😉  With three other blogs to maintain, there are days when I just need to decide.. which will be updated today?  By far, this one brings me the most pleasure. It’s become a great venue for me–almost forcing me to slow down just a titch–and it really does believe it or not!  New or old –as I come across shots I want to share with the readers of these pages,  it’s really becoming more difficult to choose which I’ll use. But, I do hope  these virtual pages,  in no particular order–transcend from the photographs, to each word in these posts, that they have all been simply a short moment in life… a very good life indeed.

Thanks for stopping by,  for the comments,  encouraging words and prayers and for keep coming back.  Happy New Year!

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