lilies resting with the bed sheets

postcards from Grand Bend

great lake swimmers

Mo's Motley Crew

Kacheena has prairie roots - do you?

Jude ponders a Huron sunset

Eric wants to join in

Kate finds a friend

Cal steers the boat

Annessa, youngest grand-child, Bones, oldest grand-child

I found Annessa's double at the flea market...

the beautiful shores of the mighty Huron



a rock band cover with B-B, Mobudge and A-1

Brynn going somewhere

Mo & Stella, leader and first mate of the Motley Crew

my brother Don takes the stance

Hi all - just a short note to say I'm back from my family reunion. Wow - it was so good. We played games, we sang songs, we ate lots of food, we toasted our dearest Dad (Grandpa, Step-father) and had us a good time. I'll post a couple of pics but not go on about it. Now it is back to work and September is when everyone comes back at it with a vengeance. Tomorrow I'm incorporating edits so that will be good. And working on Kitty MacDonald's second in the series.

To The Wrecks

out the bay there is a place we like to go

the wrecks

the wrecks have been here at least since the 70's and

every year they

are less and less the boats

they were

but they are something else!

we like to row around them

and see what they are becoming

the rust and the water and the weeds and the sunlight

well...

we like this weird skyline

and this is too cosmic for any words...

Garden end of August

the gorgeous mess of it!

bee worthy blossoms

a cuke lurks here

the lovely garden, the lovely tangled garden, this is a pumpkin flower...

scarlett runner beans attacked by pumpkin tendrils...

sweet mama squash doing its thing...

Hurricaine Bill sidles on by...

today after Bill brushed up against our shore

I went out...

first just walking down the road

to the bay with

Hoagy

the sky was vivid...

the light was divine.

no really.

it was.

everything glistened in that light

every piece of grass was illuminated

every living thing was brighter and more present

it was pretty nice

Hoagy and I sat on the docks and just gazed out

after a long game of monopoly

and a good dinner of chili

Ron and I decided we'd check out Prospect Village

wow

the waves out on the horizon were rising up and over small islands

the light was breaking and changing and leaving and coming back

the sea was black and gold or blue and silver or pink

you can see the wave in this one

people joined us as we watched

it felt like a benediction

it was hard to leave...

I took 67 pictures...

bye bye Bill - you weren't much of a hurricaine but you

were a beaut of a storm

Out the Bay

let's go out the bay says my fella.

it's not raining or nearly not...

good enough says I. Let's get Pete and Sue and Annie.

people were a tad reluctant. It's kinda foggy and drizzly out. Nah - it's great out! so Pete and Sue leave their begillion pints of strawberries awaiting to be smirched into jam and get out here. Annie isn't home??? She's at the gym but she phones Ron when he and Pete are canoeing out to the Bone Beach and Sue and I are so busy rowing we don't know where they've gone until we see them coming across the bay with an extra passenger. They picked her up at Murphy's Point. We haul up at Bone Bay - so called because we always find cool bones there. Always until today. But hey! We found these wonderful wild irises flagging at us.

and we climbed to the top of the old cliff and lay about on the mossy comfort and invented things and Ron wandered and we ate crackers and cheese and chocolate(!) and strawberries and cherries. Oh my.

Sue and Pete canoeing home...

and I got to sit in stern of the boat while two master rowers took me home.

ron got splashed all the way home but my oh my he had the biggest grin on his face.