January 12, 2013
Yesterday was absolutely gorgeous here (unseasonable, but gorgeous). After a rainy morning, the sun came out and the temps climbed up into the mid-60s. When I went for an afternoon walk at the back of the Kentucky Horse Park, it was super windy, but lovely.
Here’s another sycamore tree …
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You may be thinking I have a thing for sycamore trees lately. I do love their leafless limbs and white-ish bark against a wintery blue sky.
January 6, 2013
Today it’s gray and chilly, quite wintery actually, here in Lexington.
But here’s your moment of sycamore-and-blue-sky zen from our sunshiny yesterday:
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December 29, 2012
A.J. and I both got new phones for Christmas, to replace our antiquated Blackberries. Mine, for instance, had less-than-full-featured versions of Facebook and Twitter, what I liked to call the “fake” Internet, and a really crappy camera. (It’s amazing what we become accustomed to, though, isn’t it? Not that long ago, my phone was just a phone.)
But now he has a fancy schmancy iPhone, and I have an equally fancy schmancy non-iPhone. With “real” Internet; a big, glorious, crystal clear screen, a fantastic camera … and a few apps, including WordPress.
Soooo, even though we still don’t have (computer-based) Internet at our house, in a pinch, I can now do blog posts from my phone. Fairly short, uncomplicated ones at least — I am typing with my thumbs, after all — but still. Right now? I’m sitting on the couch with the cat on my lap.
And to prove my point about the new camera, here’s a photo I took earlier today of the beautiful (carriage-related) stamp that came on a Christmas card from friends in Bermuda.
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December 28, 2012
I realize that this last “old Christmas card” isn’t actually a Christmas card, but I think it fits in with our overall theme nonetheless.
On the front …
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And on the back …
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Unfortunately, I can’t read the postmark date, but the card was sent to Mrs. Geo. Simpson in Palmyria, Indiana. And the message reads, “Wishing you and (Husband) a very Happy year and a successful one. Your Bro, Bill”
December 27, 2012
One of A.J.’s Christmas presents came from his favorite local menswear store, and they even wrapped it for me. The store, Graves Cox, was established by the current owner’s grandfather in 1888 and is in just its second downtown location since then. The Graves Cox logo sticker on this particular gift was one of theirs I’d never seen before, and I of course had to share it here:
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If you go to the Graves Cox website, scroll down, and click on “Old Store Pictures,” the photo in the lower left shows one of the store’s early horse-drawn delivery vehicles. I may have to ask them if they have more old photos …
The Slower Road 