O Come, O Come Emmanuel is probably my favorite Christmas song. Haunting yet hopeful, it reminds me of the amazing rescue we have through Christ and the expectation of his return.
Two very good versions...
and for good measure...
|My pictures didn't come out so hot, I have to admit....when in doubt go B&W.|
|One of the main reasons I went was to get Joy the Baker's John Hancock for my good friend. JTB was very nice and gracious...even after her book signing went way over the amount of time she was slotted for.|
|Joy the Baker had a lot and I mean a lot of fans. Some of theme were mildly hysterical, like the girls two people in front of me who were so flustered after talking to JTB that they forgot to get a picture with her. Above is a tiny snippet of the line for JTB's signature that wrapped around the market.|
|This must be the most beautifully packaged honey on the planet...or in America. Yes, I bought it.|
|Quince & Apple had yummy syrups. Yes, I bought one.|
|Gorgeous pottery and pewter spoons from Beehive Kitchenware. No, I did not buy one, but those measuring spoons really wanted to come home with me as did the tea strainer.|
|I do not like coffee, but I do like this branding.|
|And some French macarons. Did not buy these cause I'd rather make my own, but they were so purty. When I make them...they are not quite as purty.|
"If clouds are blocking the sun, there will always be a silver lining that reminds me to keep on trying, because I know that while things might seem dark now, my wife is coming back to me soon....(And you can even re-create the effect by holding your hand a few inches away from a naked lightbulb and tracing your handprint with your eyes until you go temporarily blind.)"
"After I returned to New Jersey, I thought I was safe, because I did not think Kenny G could leave the bad place, which I realize is silly now—because Kenny G is extremely talented and resourceful and a powerful force to be reckoned with."
|They made quite a ruckus when their owner fed them.|
|I like when they stare at you.|
|The sheep stands alone, the sheep stands alone... Way to make the minority feel ostracized, guys.|
|Sheep are so classic in black & white.|
|What the bleeeet are you looking at? I really like sheep puns.|
|Blue eggs, like redheads, fascinate me. I love that the farmer-ess had a whole in her gloves. She was no nonsense.|
|Not to be left out, this beautiful aracauna rooster struck a pose. I really wanted to live on a farm after this visit...I'd just rather do the cooking and not all the growing...I'll help though, and hug the sheep.|
|I felt you really needed two perspectives on these signs.|
|This might be a beanstalk to the sky. Might.|
|A fiddlehead fern|
|Kind of looks like that tree on the right pushed him and is trying to push over the other guy. The forest is brutal.|
|See the tiny spider?|
|An Ewok hairball. An Ewok's pet. Something from a 'Wrinkle in Time'...|
|And a bonus...birds on a wire!|
|And a few more. They're so cute. I took this through my sunroof at a red light.|
After the leaves have fallen, we return To a plain sense of things. It is as if We had come to an end of the imagination, Inanimate in an inert savoir.
- Wallace Stevens
|I can hardly pass this watering hole without stopping. It reminds me of my favorite book cover.|
|A semi-avenue of trees I often pass. Dreamy.|
|Another one of those things I took an obscene amount of pictures of...from every angle, exposure, etc. It's just so amazing. Even wasps can make something amazing.|
|There are a lot of yellow leaves around here.|
|Oh hey, watering hole. I just love how this picture (one of 272) came out.|
|Ever heard of geocaching? Even if you haven't, this is a fake bolt with a tiny piece of paper stuffed inside. It's like being a spy except without the intrigue.|
|A cranberry bog that is being left to go back to wetlands. I've been tempted to hop in there and pick some berries covertly, like a spy not like a geocacher.|
|Another avenue of gold.|
|And possibly my favorite road around here. Wolf Island where I've seen neither wolves nor islands so it's a bit of a misnomer. Someone told me there are ghosts on this street.|
|We were only in Newport for like 3 minutes before my friend Kelly (right) got into character by tying her sweater around her neck. Very Newport.|
|The lines were wicked long so we didn't actually end up eating that much together. Oh well. Next time we get serious.|
|Apparently, food truck festivals are hazardous.|
|I almost ate here, but then I didn't. I love the name.|
|Not a butt shot, a boot shot. Tall boots were apparently on the dress code for the festival.|
|Had to go for the tacos! I told them that my name was November. "Is your name really November?" said the lady taking the orders. "No," I said. She didn't seem to mind.|
|I thought these girls looked cool.|
|Mmm...apple cider doughnut holes. Doesn't the black cuff make my hand look sort of beatnik?|
|Row, row, row|
|你好, Alissa! One of the most fun, genuine people I know. It was so great to see her, even if only for an evening.|