We walked country lanes several times during our time in England and Wales. While it’s difficult to tell, this lane outside Wooler led up a relatively steep slope, which we looked back down after gaining the top of the slope . . . then led us up another steep hill.
Another walk outside Wooler led us not only along laneways, it occasionally led through gates to paths through fields and pastures. We were glad that no path led us through the gate and into this field.
We recently journeyed with friends to Manitoulin Island, at the north end of Lake Huron, for a short holiday. There are two public ways to get there – via a bridge at the north end of the island, or via the Chi-Cheemaun car/passenger ferry from Tobermory, at the end of the Bruce Peninsula. the ferry made the most sense for us.
Here is approaches the dock at Tobermory, before our vehicle, along with many others and passengers for the 1 1/2 hour sailing to Manitoulin.
I hope that those of you who celebrate Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, Orthodox Christmas, the western New Year, had a joyous and safe time!
The sun shone for about two hours yesterday. A notable event because it had shined for only about four hours total during the previous ten or so days.
A Dark-eyed Junco skittered across a porch step after a recent snowfall.
I want to thank you, my dear readers, for visiting my blog. I also want to wish you merry Christmas, joyous Kwanzaa, hope you have had a happy Hanukkah, Happy Holidays, an excellent solstice, and a healthy, prosperous 2022.
This was our home for the last two nights. No hydro, no running water, a 1/2 klick hike back to the car. Leaving behind the internet, phones, radio, all of civilizations’ ‘advantages’ was delightful.
It’s good to go away.
Hello dear readers! I hope you have had a swell holiday so far. Mine has been very, very good. After a few days’ rest and respite, I resume my regular posting.
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The pilings of a long-ago small boat dock disappear into dense fog, like our individual and collective futures. We can plan, anticipate, prepare. We can see more (or less) clearly into the near future, minutes, hours, even days ahead. Yet we cannot know what awaits each of us, all of us.
Faye and I recently returned from a week-plus holiday in the US, a reunion with my siblings. Here are a few photos from our trip. It is my policy to not photos of people who have not given permission so no photos of my family.
A side view of our home base, a wonderful 1800s farm house which featured four bedrooms, two and 1/2 baths, two separate living areas, a huge kitchen/living area.
This drumlin across the road beckoned to Faye so she took a walk.
A walk in the woods.
This is a view from the upper deck of my brother’s house. It was a serene as it looks.
People across the road bought a colt and it arrived during our stay. It is a Friesian-American Paint cross.
Meeting the resident Thoroughbred (or was it a Quarter Horse?) for the first time.
Relaxing with a good book.
More to come.
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