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As a child, it was one of my greatest delights to visit my grandparents in the spring when the whip-poor-wills began to call. Grandma and Grandpa lived in a remote valley of the Ozark Mountains where there were trees a plenty, and, seemingly, a whip-poor-will, or two, in each one.
My grandmother insisted that a whip-poor-will's call was not "whip-poor-will," but instead, "chip-butter-white-oak." I would listen really hard trying to hear it exactly as she said it was, but all I could hear was "whip-poor-will, whip-poor-will,..." But, I never let on to her.
I remember my grandpa watching and listening, with an amused look on his face, to one of these listening sessions. Shortly after that he began to call me, just for fun, "Chip Butter." It is a name I am proud to wear for I still love to hear that long, lonesome call on a warm summer's eve. And, sometimes, when I listen really, really hard, it seems I can hear quite clearly, "chip-butter-white-oak, chip-butter-white-oak..."


Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Through the Seasons...



Winter


There are some places that are bound to keep showing up here...bound to, because in my mind's eye they are the most beautiful places I know that are near to home.  Of course, you might guess our Little Walden Pond is one of those places and right at our door step, so that's a good guess.  Another is along the banks of this Ozark Mountains stream that runs though family properties about a thirty minute drive from our house.  Every time I visit this spot, I take a few pictures, spring, summer, and fall...same old spot, same old tree.  But when looking through my picture files a few days ago, I realized that I have no winter pictures taken from along the creek.  Last Sunday afternoon, when out jeepin', we stopped by the creek for a little photo shoot, and I wasn't disappointed at all with the winter landscape.  While standing there at water's edge, I couldn't help but think how pretty this place would be in the snow.  So, begins plans  for another adventure in 2014... jeepin' in the snow... to the same old spot, same old tree.

Happy New Year to all...



Spring

Summer

Fall



6 comments:

  1. I thought of your pretty photos this morning when I put out a new calendar. You really should enter some of them next year for publication.

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  2. beautiful place. I see why you would go there a lot. I hope you can enjoy it for many years and share pictures of it to us . Happy New Year.

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  3. I love the concept of taking seasonal photos of a special place. Never having lived long enough in the same place to take more than a few, I believe the bond you have with your place is sacred and should be honored...have a blessed new year, Mary. Thank you for sharing with us.

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  4. So BEAUTIFUL, anytime of the year. I can see why you love going there often. I favorite spots to that I just love going to over and over. The thrill for me Is seeing how these beautiful places change through the years.
    Happy New Years and many many Blessing,
    Julie

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  5. You gotta love the Ozarks. Things are always changing, and always beautiful.

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  6. What a beautiful spot and how wonderful that you got the season photos.You are right.......it would be beautiful in snow!

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