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Come Wander Along with Me...

I wander...it is simply what I do.  Since I was a young girl, my parent's tried everything to keep me close to home, going to such  measures as to buy me goats.  Though I loved my goats, my heart still  wandered.  

Growing up in rural New Jersey, I was surrounded by dense woods and long stretches of farm land to fuel my imagination.   I felt at home in the arms of the forest and spent many days laying upon the fragrant mossy soil staring up through the filter of leaves... watching the light dance.  It is these experiences that I work to remember.

In adulthood, I discovered the joy of capturing those precious moments, through my camera's lens.  Though the many years in between my youth and the present, I have enjoyed many wonderful adventures and am currently wandering in another people's land.  For the past 10 years I have had the pleasure of living in Europe and learning to look at life in a very different way.   

Through my images and my wanderings, I hope you will enjoy seeing the world around you... in a new way.

So...I invite you to "Come Wander Along with Me..."

The Friendly Farmer and the Lil’ Terror

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Just a simple story from my daily walks out and about my village.

A while back in an earlier blog (Getting the Shot and Meeting the Locals), I told you a story about meeting people while out on my wanders.  In that story I mentioned a farmer who found my sun hood for my wide angle lens.  I mentioned in passing I had lost it out in the endless fields that surround my town.  Then, months later I ran into the man and his dog in the fields and he told me he had found the piece to my camera.

Well, this tale isn’t so much about this man…as his Lil’ Terror Jack Russell Terrier.  This little bugger seems to have radar for Clover and I.  True to the breed he seems to ALWAYS  be up to something on the farm.  If you hear the geese angrily squawking….you can bet that dog is chasing them around their pen.  He is adorable and friendly but on more than one occasion I have seen it take up to 4 farmers to get him to return to the farm.
One day last winter, now that I think of it, this was actually my introduction to the farmer, I was passing by the farm snapping away with my camera.  Like lighting this little white Terrier raced up to Clover and before I had a chance to get him back on his leash….they were off.  Round and round they went, through the barn and up the stairs into the open front door of the farm house.  You can imagine my shock!  How the heck was I going to get my dog back. I stood there mouth open when my cries for his return when unanswered.
Sauntering up to me came the farmer.  I giggled in embarrassment and gestured at the house.  He said…where did they go?  I answered laughing….”if I know my dog, I would check your bed or the kitchen”.  At that moment there was a holler inside the house and with the swoosh of a broom out came the 2 little invaders.

This morning’s walk was no different.  I was quicker when I recognized his little streak of white coming across the fields with the poor farm peddling his bike in tow, and I got Clover secured.   I also got up the courage to ask if I might capture a photo of the two who have now become a part of our daily life here.

May 27, 2009 - 09:39 Fogarty Creek - I jumped over from JPG, and truly enjoyed the story. Background and a little personalization go a long way toward making the image stay with me for days on end! Nice capture and story Laura. Cheers!

May 27, 2009 - 16:30 Yvonne Roberts - Great story, Laura. I love reading about your adventures!

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