Seen From Below

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Seen From Below

The Gettysburg Address

The Gettysburg Address
Abraham Lincoln
Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.
Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battlefield of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.
But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate — we can not consecrate — we can not hallow — this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us — that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion — that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain — that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom — and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.

The Gettysburg Address

September Morning Treats

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Spiders and the oxalis are still hanging on (click above for more images via flickr). The deer are munching on the hostas.

The other morning this was my pre-drive view:

September Morning Treats

World Watercolor Month Day #28 and Yesterday

Last night, Mom and I saw this, reflecting the late evening sky at Naumkeag, Stockbridge Mass..

And when night came it danced with fireflies.

Tonight the late sky looked like this:

And I painted this:

My religion consists of a humble admiration of the illimitable superior spirit who reveals himself in the slight details we are able to perceive with our frail and feeble mind.
— Albert Einstein

World Watercolor Month Day #28 and Yesterday

Happy World Watercolor Month!

I try to paint as often as I can so you don’t have to ask twice to interest me in World Watercolor Month. Paint everyday? In watercolor? Sure thing!

I set out this morning not knowing what I might paint but I stopped at the Hand Hollow Conservation area to sip my morning coffee and nibble a sort of brunch-ish sandwich and got to watch some Columbia Land Conservancy folks clean up some weeds from the pond.

By then my brunch-ish thing had worn off so I got some dinner and swung over to Rte 150 in Schodack to see what the light was doing on all those buildings.

Happy World Watercolor Month!

Blooming!

Everything’s very green but this week the peonies and early day lily Stella D’Ora are blooming! And one of my winter-overed geraniums is going to bloom soon enough – lots of flower buds forming!

Blooming!

Painting in the Rain

That’s what the first part of yesterday was all about. This morning has stopped raining for the moment so I guess I’m heading back out there.

And then the vultures came.

Painting in the Rain