January 1st, 2010

May you all enjoy the same energy, exuberance and ethos as Lucy throughout 2010 and beyond!
October 30th, 2009

The sun’s setting at Ben Brenman Park, but Lucy’s still ready to go!
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October 22nd, 2009

This is water that’s running into Backlick Creek, which runs alongside the Ben Brenman Park. I’m not sure exactly where this water runs from, but I think it was used to cool a plant that’s in the distance.
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October 15th, 2009

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October 5th, 2009

Spotted yesterday in Brenman Park, I believe this is the Great White Heron,* just another addition to the heron sightings in Northern Virginia. Go here to see the Great Blue Heron and the Green Heron.
*Correction: Great Egret
Because of a few comments that suggested I might have an egret here, rather than a heron, I consulted my National Geographic Field Guide to the Birds of North America–probably where I should have gone in the first place. Anyway, egrets belong to the herons and bitterns (Family Ardeidae), and according to the field guide, the Great Egret is:
Large white heron with heavy yellow bill, blacklish legs and feet.
And how convenient…I just happened to get a shot of his feet! So, going on this, as well as a few other bits of heron and egret info, I’m gonna say that this is most likely a Great Egret. Thanks go out to Lana and DK Miller for the heads up.

August 16th, 2009

Yeah, I know, it’s Silent Sunday, so why so noisy? Well, today is also Earth to Holly’s one year blogiversary, and although we’re not real big on celebrations around here, we didn’t want it to pass by, like, uh, the hundredth post, so…
After a year of floating through blogdom amongst its many stars, Earth to Holly is now in a more comfortable orbit, kinda more in tune with how we’d like things to be around here. Evident from day one, photography is a mainstay at Earth to Holly, and although amateur, it is heartfelt—many thanks to the precocious Lucy and Mother Nature for that. And recently there’s been more of a fascination with “writing,” a word I use loosely as I am no writer. Having followed quite a few blogs over the past year, I am amazed at what I found in the way of words—idyllic, cynical, melancholy, hopeful, comical—you know who you are. I have found them all captivating and even a little addictive, and having carried a light-hearted case of blog envy of these folks, I finally realized that I’ve just gotta do my own thing, find my own groove. And then there are the blogs of other sorts that I have so loved—photographers, painters, crafters, foodies, nature and animal lovers. One and all have been entertaining, as well as inspiring.
So, Lucy and I would like to thank all who have commented, stumbled, friended, dropped, digged, mixxed, furled, twitted, wikied or just plain ole stopped by to take a look around during our first year—thank you!
July 30th, 2009

This is the foot bridge at the Ben Brenman Park that leads to the dog park. And who could that be at the end of the bridge? Could it be…Lucy? Oh please, who else!
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July 28th, 2009
A little background on my train fetish can be found at Tracks Of The Past.
The other day I stepped back into my childhood in the physical sense, albeit for just awhile. Mentally, I spend a lot of time there, savoring some memories, seething over others, thinking of writing about them, good or bad, but rarely do I replay a part of the past outside of my head and again enjoy childish acts. But, on Sunday, I did so. I revisited the train tracks alongside Alexandria’s Ben Brenman Park with a plan. While I usually loiter about the tracks, trying to catch a photo of a good sky or listen for approaching trains, all the while keeping Lucy from continuing on with her walk, this Sunday I came ready with a pocketful of pennies, each destined for the rails.
Veering off of the wide, paved path that runs parallel to the tracks, I crossed a short piece of field, then followed the worn path through a few yards of thicket that leads to the crushed-stone ballast cradling the tracks. Not to be left out of the task at hand, Lucy agreed to stand guard and look out for oncoming trains. A very important job for obvious reasons.

To help find the coins, once transformed, I carefully placed them, 14 in all, atop four rails, 10 ties apart. I spaced them along the shiniest part of the rail, the part that looked to bear the brunt of the tons of weight. Only a few hours longer would have brought results, as the Cardinal, on its way from Chicago to New York, would be the next passenger train to come through, but that was a little too long as we had already been out for awhile in the heat and humidity. So, home we went.

Come Monday morning, too impatient to wait for an evening walk at the tracks, we took Lucy there for her morning walk and excitedly started the hunt for pennies. Some traveled far, a few feet or so, while others laid by the rails…

The fruits of my labor. Of 14 coins, 10 were retrieved. Not bad.

Only a few were recognizable, and while some were bright and shiny, others looked charred, possibly something picked up from the track or the wheels.

So, the past was revisited and although I wasn’t crouched in front of the train station being shooed by the conductor as happened years ago, all in all, it was a cool experience, just as happened years ago…
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