Clop, clop, clopping

Faye and I recently visited the Oil Museum of Canada. During our visit we took a carriage ride. I was drawn into, almost mesmerized by, the soothing rhythm of the Belgians’ hooves  clop, clop, clopping.

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Coming

Our foster Lucy, coming in search of someone to play fetch.

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Pink

An imperfect bright pink flower stands out against a background of green. A lovely sight.

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Tranquil

Pausing to absorb a tranquil landscape was a wonderful way to start the day.

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Bejewelled

A welcome rain shower bejewelled a leaf on the redbud tree.

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Feast

Our vegetable garden blesses us with a feast for our eyes as well as our palate. This clump of Johnny jump-ups volunteered to fill some otherwise unused space.

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Artful

A random yet artful arrangement of stones on the beach caught my eye.

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Smile 2

Still rummaging through old photos. I’d say Achilles the former Texan has adapted quite well to winter.

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Smile

I reviewed some old photos today, one of the hottest days of the year. It was refreshing to see this photo, and to smile at recalling watching fuzzbutt Stella go deep into a snowbank.

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Glitters

On a mid-summer day, Lake Erie glitters.

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