Monthly Archives: August 2018

a walk in the garden at summers end

The current heat and humidity situation here is pure torture! Still going on little adventures, although today we opted to rest. It is currently one hundred degrees! Yesterday we went to one of my most adored spots, a replica revolutionary war garden at the Wick House. It is such a delight to see the official flowers, vegetables and herbs of the colonial period in one spot, complete with a an outhouse that, (yuck!), was placed in the garden so the “contents” could be used as fertilizer to enrich the soil! Despite this less-than-desiraable fact for our modern times, the garden is such a marvelous place to visit, especially if one is interested in plants utilized in the late 1700’s. So much can be learned about history from the early settler’s plantings.

tattered late august wildflowers, pondside

Took a walk around my absolute favorite marsh pond to spy on some wildflowers and bees in the golden morning sun. How I love to go for walks in the mornings, especially with this perfect weather we’ve been having here in the northeast! I’m feeling a bit sentimental about all the late summer colors, along with the tattered wildflower petals (a bit more ragged than usual this year from all the rain and stormy winds) and bumblebees with wings worse for wear. But in that sentimentality is a wee spark of excitement for crisp weather and all the other splendor that comes with the season.


Late August and sun drenched foliage. When the last firefly has flickered and the grass is turning to spun gold and the leaves are deep green (and maybe even a bit brown) but still seems to say wait! I know you are excited to see all my majesty, my jewel toned show! And yes, you will my dear, soon. For it is still summer! Please enjoy me now while I am still dressed in green So we relish in these last days of summer, warmth and green while awaiting the grand finale. To say it has been a rainy season here would be an understatement. The creeks are all bubbling and waters murky from overflow. Either the mosquitoes attack and the sun burns or one gets completely drenched in downpours of rain, but enjoying an over abundance of walks (as always) and time spent in both fields and woods while the weather is tolerable makes my heart sing.

peach abundance

The other day, on the way home from horseback riding, I stopped off at a farm stand and bought some yummy peaches. Oops, I bought more than I could eat! So today I crafted a hand pie (which honestly is just so much easier than a pie in its proper form.) And I do quite like the rustic charm of a good gazelle! Nothing like baking in late summer with orchard fruits and dreaming of cooler days. Actually, it has been a bit lower in temps here as of late, and a bit grey too, albeit humid. But back to the peaches…juicy, sweet, just picked off the orchard tree, plump peaches have my heart this time of year.

a new place to call home

After many years sharing art, inspiration and life in general over at my old blog (and for the past few years, maybe more, ha! not blogging at all) I’ve decided to start fresh here, Sarah Blank Art. I do miss writing about my days and sharing photographs in a slower-moving journal-type format. This is just a teeny-tiny slice of my life but it does fill my heart with joy to photograph my musings keep a journal of sorts. Thank you most kindly for visiting here!