The following were taken on a hot summer day, back in those bohemian days in GreyCo. These date to August 9th, 2009. I have wanted you to see out of my eyes so many times. ~ Elizabeth Berg, The Pull of The Moon To become aware of our history is to become aware of our singularity. ~ Octavio Paz, The Labyrinth of Solitude and Other … Continue reading ONE * sInGulAr
One night Tim and I are coming back from visiting friends and we happen upon this big ol’ Porcupine, waddling his fat arse dead centre of this old back country road. Not concerned, maybe deaf, or just a stubborn old coot. Who knows, but that ol’bugger was none too happy about us interfering with his nightly stroll…and I videoed it. {or click here if that … Continue reading The Porcupine Walk
They don’t call it Grey County for nothing That probably qualifies as the most often heard phrase in the County. I would imagine any shopkeeper you spoke to would tell you as much. SO, I have arrived at the place were delicate strands of Irish hair dangling wee chunks of wood, and illuminations of dust on my lampshades is inspiring. I am seeking that which … Continue reading Shades of Gray in Grey
What remains today of these forgotten towns, is sometimes merely the charm of the landscape that attracted those early settlers. Traverston LOCATION: Glenelg TWP (now West Grey), Grey County Set amid the stony hills of Grey County, Traverston is typical of the many mill towns that sprang up along the tumbling waters of the Rocky Saugeen River. This area opened to settlement around 1850, and … Continue reading Ghost Towns of Ontario | Traverston
The pinky coral on my toenails is almost completely worn off from my Pedi in September. It’s now just on my big toes, with a dab or so here and there. It was from our getaway to Walter’s Falls. This photo was taken that September 17th…it held up well. And lets just clarify that this is THE BEST my feet have ever looked, and that … Continue reading Pink Coral Toenails
Which incidentally was exactly what I was just doing. Standing in the bathroom, having a smoke with the window open. It’s so mild out today. Last night it was all wet and foggy, this morning almost 1/2 the snow is gone. I Am the noises out my window the distant bark of dogs the snowmobiles hum You are a distant scar Wrote … Continue reading From out my window
Ok, so let’s try this again. Some of you received this post and what do your wondering eyes behold? Nothing. That is because I am composing these posts under less than ideal circumstances. First and foremost, getting my laser mouse to go where I want it to is a Jedi mind trick. My laser keyboard key’s stick, my OS for my Mac Mini is obsolete, … Continue reading Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: LINES
Last couple days I have felt very uninspired. Why is it that as soon as we give ourselves license to dream all of a sudden we become paralyzed. Fear? Perhaps. I don’t know. So yesterday I went back out after I walked Irish and decided to look at the world around me in a new way. I took the “color swap” feature and switched out … Continue reading Adventures in burgundy
Lots of walks this week, therefore lots of photos. Playing last few days with Flickr & GIMP and haven’t really posted anything but photos for the Daily Prompts. So, with no further adieu I little slideshow of photos “in the raw” from the week. As you’ll notice we went from late fall to winter within a matter of days. It was a lot of fun … Continue reading Sunday Photo Round-up
I went out today with my Nokia N95 Camera Phone for my walk rather than the bulkier Canon. I prefer it sometimes as its lighter. Afterward as I looked through what I had taken, I wanted to subtly enhance the mood … so I very gently softened them with Picasa. I like the effect; it captures how I felt today. Lots on my mind. Lots … Continue reading Desiderata
I’ve been drinking too much coffee and indulging in too too many of those rotten cylinders of sin. Two hard-boiled eggs and 2 pieces of cheese for breakfast; then a two hour nap. Umph….I don’t blawdy think so. This kat I fear is soon going to have a posterior region that soon will take up more room on this chair then it should. I am … Continue reading Long Sunday Walks
Writing about Thomson in 1914, the younger artist David Milne observed: “Varley and Lismer pines are pretty conventional pines, well done but quite familiar … you admire their proficiency, that’s all. But with Thomson’s trees, it’s different. You can’t be indifferent. These few patches with knotted strings are powerful; there was strong emotion behind their making and they stir the same now.” Milne notes, too, … Continue reading My Favourite Canadians: Tom Thomson
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