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Replaced all the old style Christmas lights at the top of the driveway with LEDs. They'll look more festive this week when the snow starts. It sure helps at night, though, as it's pretty dark out here.
This is what the lake looked like a few days ago before the rain moved in. It'll probably be a while before we see the sunshine as wet weather and snow are moving into the region.
Great tree fort in the bush on a hill overlooking Trout Lake towards the south.
Relaxin' in the late afternoon autumn sun.
The off shore weeds in the lake sure do look golden in the late afternoon sun!
Here's a view from today looking eastward down Trout Lake from Ingwerson's beach. What a beauty day!
Budha on a stump - more yard "art" at our place.
Here's another example of the "yard art" we have all around the compound. This is on the wall of the garden shed.
Ah, summer time!! It sure beats the crap out of the weather and season we're just entering. Hola, los tres amigos!
Funky Fungi, or is that Funki Fungi?
It may well be the middle of November, and by all rights here in the mid-north it's quite a ways past the plant growing season. However, these green shoots in the leaf litter didn't get the memo. They are green and vibrant. I wonder how they'll do after days of steady frost.
Looking east from "the compound."
This is the entrance to our college that is not shared with Nipissing University, in other words the only entrance to our college that is exclusively our own. It, unfortunately, reflects the sad state of affairs inside the doors.
This is one of the path ways through the bush in our "back yard." A couple of hours of leaf blowing and some pruning is all the maintenance required.
Gourds or squash? They look like monkey bums to me.
Nov. 8, 2011, 7:00am - Sunrise photo this morning from the deck.
Grandson Cody, Andrew and Gemma were cooking up a storm yesterday and today in our kitchen.
Not a lot of good came out of this late night work shop encounter, except a whole lot of fun!
Last Friday, the Ice Marshall, Mike and I hiked up the end of Viceroy Road (my street), and we toasted the day and the view over Trout Lake.
Weathering barn board on Mr. P.'s garden shed.