Alive Is The Neighborhood

Howdy!

Time to blow off the dust bunnies and show another part of my neighborhood for all you good peeps to peruse and abuse. The majority of the pics that you will see in the coming weeks were taken while I was doing my Saturday morning errands and/or Sunday afternoon walks.

Today's post will feature trees. These particular trees were shot while doing my Saturday morning errands. Pics 1 thru 4 were taken in my neighborhood and the main drag for my neighborhod; pics 5 & 6 were taken in the center, while the remaining two were taken on the way home.

Hope Springs Eternal!

Howdy do folks!

Since the weather has gotten a bit warmer (thankfully) as of late, I was inspired to whip my handy dandy cheapo digital/video camera the other day. I took almost one dozen shots and I thought I would dust off this blog and share them with you.

All of the shots were taken either at my house or on the street next to Cedar Mountain (hence the tag, The Neighborhood) and all of them will be sans captions, since I would rather let you discover what the topic of choice is for each shot. There is no wrong interpertation here, so whatever you can come up with is perfectly acceptable.

I hope you enjoy this little slice of spring fever at the mountain.

Storm Nemo!!!

As most of you know, Connecticut, Massachusetts and Rhode Island got their buttocks spanked until they were candy apple red this past weekend from the devil's spawn of the Blizzard of 1978.

For ha-ha's, I thought I would do an experiment by shooting before and after video's of my front yard and neighborhood. The video's that you're about to see should give you a sample on how badly Connecticut got bitch slapped from Storm Nemo. The first one was shot about 9a Friday morning, with the second being shot some 24 hours later on Saturday.

To put the second video in perspective, our esteemed Guv'nor closed the state to traveling around midnight on Friday, state DOT plows were actually pulled because they couldn't keep up with the snow, and late Saturday morning, a town plow that had chains on almost got stuck while plowing our street.

First, before Storm Nemo buried its butt ugly tentacles.

Second, after Storm Nemo had buried its ugly tentacles.