31 Oct 2012, 3:02pm

Happy Hallowe’en

pumpkin patch
In a London fog, pumpkins.

pumpkin patch

The fog is past. Morning. What shall I be? What shall I be? What shall I…?



Traditional on left by 2-leggeds, post-modern right by 4-legged (squirrel) artists.

[Nearly Wordless Wednesday]

Quote: “I know this isn’t going to work.This is a preparation for something else, and I can’t see what that is yet.” ~ John Lent, The Path to Ardroe (aka possibly the most interesting, thought-provoking novel I’ve ever read)

29 Oct 2012, 8:41am

Prince Edward County

praying mantis
What are you looking at Praying Mantis?

praying mantis
Oh, us. (And then he charged.)

Even insects get tetchy under the lens.

turned around
Ah well, turn around then and…

pointing to water
Head for the water.

our beach getaway
Togetherness, rolling landscapes, sound of ash whispering down from the trees. Bliss.

Dunes with silky sand.

the voice of dune is sweet
Sandbanks park was amazing. We got a 26 degree day and an almost entirely empty park. The sand dunes are like they rose out of the amygdala, out of drawings I made as a child. The day after it cooled but still warm enough for a paddle.

deep lush mush bottom
Tiny darting black fish swam beside us in what the Mohawks called Onokenoga, or Lake of the Gods. [source]

And what looked like a scatter of sliced pickle on some shallow rocks. Apparently an algal mat.

lake front
And lake sunsets.

leaf drops
I had forgotten the sound of walking thru leaves.

Planning the next day’s improv wander.

Quote: “Each day I live in a glass room unless I break it with the thrusting of
my senses and pass through the splintered walls to the great landscape.” ~ Mervyn Peake

27 Oct 2012, 5:26pm
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Port Stanley

Port Stanley gull
Port Stanley resident.

Port Stanley

Port Stanley fishermen
Port Stanley, now a fishing/fine arts town, has been on the map a good while: Adrien Jolliet, brother of Louis Jolliet, landed at this location in 1669 during the first descent of the Great Lakes by Europeans.

real frog watching bronze frogs
At Kettle Creek Inn, there’s a garden. When I took the first photo I didn’t realize it was a real frog watching the bronze frogs.

Port Stanley lavender
The last week of October and the lavender is still blooming.

It’s funny, spending a few minutes with a computer every day or few instead of hours daily, I feel none the worse for a vacation into the body. What do I normally find to occupy myself with words so much?

Port Stanley
Pretty flowers and pretty flies.

It seems to me that beauty sleep is that which allows you to see beauty again.

Quote: “We are not held back by the love we didn’t receive in the past, but by the love we’re not extending in the present.” [via Coffee News]

23 Oct 2012, 10:32am

Flying Colours

Niece flying over our nephew in Michigan.

Uncle ready to take off too.

Quiet down time in the woods.

fall in Windsor
Back in Canada, a blaze of Windsor.

And onto the next readings in London and St. Catharines. With a workshop tonight at Organic Bakery in London at 6pm.

Quote: “It’s not how old you are, but how you are old.” ~ Jules Renard [via Colleen]

19 Oct 2012, 8:06am
General Gnomes Photos
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Suspicious Activity

When we put the pumpkins out we assured ourselves that while decorative gourds might be hauled off, a pumpkin of considerable weight would be outside the range of er, your average meddling rodent.

Pumpkin bite
I’m no biologist nor criminologist but this was found in the garden, rolled off the step with bite marks. I suspect… squirrels! Perhaps even en masse, a pack of their little scrawny shoulders united in cooperation to roll their treasure behind the shed to furtively gnaw but dawn, dawn is a watchman with a seemingly random patrol, arriving to surprise those deep in concentration.

Quote: “There is nothing as deceptive as an obvious fact.” ~ Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

P.S. As ever, Eaten Up and pesbo may have posts when this one goes mute.

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