Monthly Archives: December 2012


‘The other day when I drove past a pasture near where I live, something prompted me to pull over to take a closer look.

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That’s when one of the horses walked up to the fence and looked me straight in the eyes. Did I know him from somewhere in my past? Then, I  remembered the farm and the accident when I was sixteen years old.

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Horse-In-The-Pasture© by Mary Gilmartin

     It was a beautiful summer’s day when I took the horses out of the barn with my older brother for a ride in the meadow. Jamie had saddled Spirit and galloped wildly across the field. I tried to follow close behind on the back of Manchester. He was getting old and not as fast. It was difficult to hold on tight with no saddle to anchor me down. We had not traveled far when dear old Manchester lost his footing from the chasing. We fell down the embankment and my body flew through the air. I landed on the hard ground with a bang  realizing that I  could not move. The rest of that summer I spent learning how to walk all over again hobbling around the house using a cane to balance myself. .  .

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 I sensed my new-found friend wanted his portrait taken before I left. I think he posed rather nicely, don’t you?

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 And, if I am not mistaken I think I see a smile underneath that “butterfly birthmark” on his face. I thanked my new friend for the memory before I departed.”

Written and Photographed by Mary Gilmartin, December 20, 2012


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Photography, The Red-Berry Tree

What a magnificent little tree I found proudly standing in the landscaped area of a parking lot today. When I took a closer look I discovered that on its limbs hung dozens of tiny red berries. I found it interesting that some of the berries had turned black and the remains of those that had fallen lay on the ground. I wonder what kind of tree this is?

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Written and Photographed by Mary Gilmartin, December 19, 2012


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Holidays, Stone Mountain Christmas during Day

Celebrating the holidays at Stone Mountain Christmas  usually happens at night or on the weekend during their operating hours. Today I visited Crossroads and it was during the day. The decorations are up just waiting for all those visitors to come.

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 The red doors invite you to come in and shop at “Candy Kitchen.”


I liked the reflections on this window showing what’s behind on the street.

2-AdventureOpen the door, come on it. The sign says the barn is full of fun.


Don’t forget to  drive up in your Mustang and “get yourself in gear” at Adventure Center.


 Santa’s taking a break while he drinks his hot chocolate.


The birds built a nest in a tree waiting for this gristmill wheel to start turning.


The Gingerbread man’s inside his house. I hope his audience gets here soon.


The glass blower’s house is locked. I knocked, but nobody answered.


The streets are vacant with the mountain quiet.


The Polar Express banner is half on the ground.


I wonder what the Great Locomotive Chase is…


The Number 110 Locomotive is parked permanently where the track ends.


The Market Place is so neat and clean with its empty street.


Cable cars travel back and forth to the top of Stone Mountain while the Snow tubes wait.

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Holly Squirrel decides to sit down to eat her acorn while she waits for the visitors to arrive.

Written and Photographed by Mary Gilmartin, December 18, 2012


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Angel Oak, Johns Island, S.C.

During a recent trip to Charleston, South Carolina I located and photographed a Southern live oak tree called  “The Angel Oak Tree” that I had heard about.  I wonder if it’s one of the oldest  living trees in this country because of its size.  Could it possibly be 1500 years old?


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The Angel Oak Tree is a Southern live oak located in Angel Oak Park, on Johns Island near Charleston in South Carolina. The Angel Oak Tree is estimated to be in excess of 1500 years old, stands 66.5 ft (20 m) tall, measures 28 ft (8.5 m) in circumference, and produces shade that covers 17,200 square feet (1,600 m2). From tip to tip Its longest branch distance is 187 ft. The Angel Oak Tree is thought to be one of the oldest living things in the country. The land where the Angel Oak Tree stands was part of Abraham Waight’s 1717 land grant. The City of Charleston now owns the property.” Source:

Written and Photographed by Mary Gilmartin, December 17, 2012


Filed under History, Travel

Authors, Beatrix Potter

Catching up with the CBS News and watching CBS Sunday Morning stories is something I try to do every weekend and today there were many to watch.

There was one featuring Beatrix Potter, the author who wrote The Tale of Peter Rabbit.  It published December 16, 1901 in London. Here’s a link to the video for your viewing: Almanac: Peter Rabbit. Her books were some of my favorite stories to read when I was a small child.]

Once upon a time- Peter Rabbit copy

Stacking BoxesWhen shopping for Christmas presents for my young grandson, I found  the world of Peter Rabbit in a box within a box in a thrift store.  What a deal for only 70 cents in the used book section. I hope he likes stacking the boxes and reading a verse of the Tale of Peter Rabbit on the side along with others that Beatrix Potter wrote over a hundred years ago. But, there is one thing certain: he will enjoy seeing the boxes tumble over after stacking them high like a tower. Then, we’ll laugh at the collapse while I hug him tight saying my blessings for keeping him safe for one more day. Then, we’ll stack up the boxes again and read the Beatrix Potter verses together.

The other story featured I would like to mention is the one that’s in the minds and thoughts of most Americans as well as thousands of people around the world. As I write this I say a silent prayer for the families of the innocent victims of this tragedy in Connecticut. Those children were the same age as my six-year old grandson who attends elementary school. My heart breaks for their loss on this rainy Sunday afternoon along with the adults who lost their lives during this Christmas season.

Written and Photographed by Mary Gilmartin, December 16, 2012


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