Good Morning! It's a cool rainy morning and the world has gone Emerald! Are we in Ireland?
No, but it sure is good to see again. Top of the Marnin' to ye!
Wally and I set off on Saturday afternoon for Greenwood, land of my favourite health food store and found ourselves in search of the mythical chainsaw blade file.
The skies were unusually creepy
I don't know what it is about living so close to the ocean
Maybe it's just normal to have multiple cloud layers going every which way
but it always unnerves and fascinates me
The farmland was greening up
crops were coming up
a succession of barns and out buildings
the three siloed farm I've shown you before
a fabulous brush heap from clearing the fields that looks very much like a hobbit house
Most of my shots were blurry on this low light day from a moving car, but I particularly liked this one of a rolling country road
Just before we got off the highway at Kingston, the land turned to scrub,
with a wild beauty all its own
Little houses like this are not unusual out here
When we got to Canadian Tire, one of Canada's oldest hardware and automotive suppliers,
I left Wally to go search for his chainsaw file
while I enjoyed myself photographing this chocolate and caramel wonder
I've always been attracted to this vintage of automobile
which appears to be from 1947 from my research
The Grill of these cars are definitely animation fodder
the nameplate and the figure of Mercury are better than jewellery to me
Even the locking mechanism, key in, is a deco delight
I went in to search for Wally. He couldn't find his file until we realized the place for it was empty so we carried on to Canada's other hardware store, Home Hardware, where Wally found the long slender "round not triangular" file he needed. We picked up our order at Valley Natural Foods and headed off down the slow road home.
It was a beautiful evening but it wasn't til we got to the top of Prospect Avenue in a quiet cul de sac of newer houses that we came into this magnificent evening light. Look carefully and you can see the robin that I didn't know was there until it sang as I took a picture of these trees.
but it got shy as I approached
I turned and immediately behind me was this glorious view
With this lovely elm holding the highlighted clouds like a mantle. Spectacular!
Deeper into the quiet neighbourhood, the hill began to descend giving a view to the south I couldn't quite capture
As we came down the hill into the older neighbourhood we came upon this 1940's sweetheart
I had to capture this view of Cape Blomidon, the headland that caps off the North Mountain, and marks the turn into the Minas Basin from the Bay of Fundy. You can see what a steep slope this Prospect Avenue takes as the end of it takes us almost down to sea level. These are the kind of hills that have turned us off from bike riding.
We take the next street over to a familiar mid century modern house we've always admired.
and then it's home to the SSE view beyond Forget-Me-Not Cabin dressed in her new roof.
The amazingly strong garbage collectors took away our heavy bags of old shingles on Monday morning that Wally says will be used for repaving roads- amazing. Amazing that they took them and amazing that they can be recycled. I'm so grateful.
I've been neglecting my artwork so I'll try to have something to share next time.
peace in our hearts