August

Hot! Hot! Hot!  

Not a "dry" heat, but a sauna heat.  

Steamy! Steamy! Steamy!

 

the Hill Across the Way

At the Beginning of June

 The hill across the way on a cloudy day . . . 

 

 

Beltane

 The hill across the way dressed in all its Mayday green . . .

Springing

The house above Heck Creek is perched on the slope of a south-facing ridge back in a cove so there isn't a long distance view.  What I do see when I look out my kitchen window is the hill across the way.  I love to watch the changing seasons.

 

 

On a sunny morning in late March, you can see the faintest tinge of green on some of the deciduous trees.  Looking closely, you can see the flowers on the red maples.

 

 

Imbolc

On the Deck

 

the Hill across the Way