I used to do a lot of photo posts, but haven’t put many up recently. I have literally thousands of photos from 2018 and early 2019 that I have not even looked at let alone sorted and edited! over the last week I broke down and looked at the last few.
I spent the last week of June on Cape Cod. I worked half of the week and entertain guests, so I didn’t take a lot of photos that I can post, but there are a few, like this photo of my nephew fishing. Continue reading
It’s been a while, but the time has been filled with smiles :) Not that there were not any dark times in the last few weeks nor any worries – there were plenty of both! But there were a lot of smiles. For this post, I will talk a little bit about my week in Ohio to visit family.
Every year my immediately family meets for a bit of a reunion. Usually we hold this over Memorial Day weekend (the last weekend in May for non-US friends), but we couldn’t do it at that time this year, so we chose the week of the 4th of July, Independence Day for my US friends. Most of us were there at some time or another over several days. Besides family, I also met up with an old friend for most of the Day on the 3rd.
My family lives close to Lake Erie, so a lot of time was spent on or near the lake. Continue reading
I spent a few days in Ohio back in early June. This is a yearly trip to visit family. And that’s what most of it was about – visiting. Of course, part of the visiting where the “eagle hunts” with my father. We did two of them: one to McGee Marsh and the other, more local to my parents, to Old Woman’s creek.
Even though we saw a lot of the same types of things as usual, there were a few special things. Some I didn’t notice until I was looking at the photos.
I took quite a few pictures of a great Blue Heron in Lake Erie out at McGee. Later I discovered that a snapping turtle was right next to the bird. I can see the head in almost a dozen photos. Here is one. Can you see it? Continue reading
Summer in Vermilion, Ohio is interesting. It is a “resort” town without a resort, a beach town with no good beaches, a… well, you get the picture. It is a lake town, being on Lake Erie, and has a large small boat harbour. Back in the day they used to say it was the largest small boat harbour on the Great Lakes, which was supposedly the reason the Great Lakes Museum was located there.. And there are beaches, if not great ones, and restaurants, and quaint shops and other such things. There are even some bars, or at least there used to be. And back in the day there used to be a commercial fishing fleet based in town with a big chunk of river front taken up by the Kishman Fish Company. Strangely enough, the place is crawling with tourists all summer.
The summer before my senior year of high school was very interesting. Besides the typical summer stuff I usually did and my group of friends I hung out with, I sometimes did things with my sister and her friends. This was a small group of 21 year olds who were all back in town for the summer or who still lived in town. Of course 21 is and was the legal age for alcohol, so some of their activities included going out to clubs, mostly in some of the larger towns. Continue reading
Geese
I don’t have time to write anything. These photos were quickly cropped but I didn’t have time to do anything else to them. Obviously I didn’t take time to decide which were my favorites ;) Well, I started with over 700, so I did cut the numbers down a bit. Click on the pictures to bring up more detail – you’ll be glad you did!
It was a cold night, too cold for any reasonable man to go outside. The caretaker knew because he had been out a little earlier, nipping off of the bottle hidden in the carriage house. The warm glow in his belly was beginning to fade and fog on his brain to lift, so he decided to make another run out for another nip. With a little heater full of hot coals in one hand and a lantern in the other he headed for the door. The kids would never know.
The caretaker stumbled and dropped the lamp. Oil splashed everywhere. Cursing, he put down the heater and grabbed another lantern. It would be cold, but he needed his nip.
Once outside he put a bar across the front door. His main responsibility as the night caretaker was to make sure none of the kids ran away. The Master had strange ideas about childcare that most people found pretty cruel. The kids didn’t appreciate it either, so many of them often tried to escape at night. The bar would keep them in as he strolled out to the carriage house. As he turned he heard a noise from inside and smelled smoke, but his alcohol drenched brain didn’t register the senses. Continue reading
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