taken with the PlayBook
Alert yet relaxed, Achilles takes his ease on a brisk fall afternoon.
Month: October 2014
Wild turkeys
We drove down a country road the other day, rounded a curve, and came across a flock of turkeys. I coasted to a stop, got the camera, and began snapping.
Wrinkles
The wrinkled, wizened trunk of a Manitoba maple.
Thatch?
No, Stella’s fur.
Corn and . . .
. . . something else. Do you see it? Can you tell what it is?
Brilliant colour at the fair.
Barrel racer
Faye and I attended the Brigden Fall Fair today. We stopped for a time to watch the barrel racing competition.
I’ve been fascinated with barrel racing for years and this is the first time to see it live. It’s a sprint all the way but don’t knock a barrel over as you round it! This contestant rounds #3 at the end of the arena and heads for the line.
Brigden Fall Fair
We had to have some fair food. A booth offered falafel and souvlaki yet that didn’t quite seem like fair food. I settled on this sausage, ad added some hot peppers. Yum!
Brigden Fall Fair
This fair is a long-time standard of fall events in southwest Ontario. It’s on Thanksgiving weekend. Faye and I went this year.
It was a lovely, crisp morning. We were there before most of the crowds turned up. I’. post a series of photos.
Quilts and quilting are a staple of fairs and we toured the barn hosting the quilts entered in the judging contest. This wall hanging caught my eye.
Greeting the sun
The first rays of a new day grace the neighbourhood pine tree.
Welcome. It’s good to see another day. It’s good to be alive.
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