Human Easel

Gooch retrospective, continued. . .  After propping up Linda's lovely "Wisteria Cottage, Lompoc" in various locations around my still dew fresh garden this morning, I finally found the prop I needed.  His name is Martin.  Thanks, love!  I'll remember that next time.
      This beautiful giclee print is a reminder to me of all the delightful friends and places we experienced during our ten years in this special town.  Thank you, Linda, for capturing this incredible garden by the side of the tracks.  The occupant, Barbara Freer, was a regular at our tearoom as well as a friend from La Purisima Conception Church.  My mother and step-dad Johney gave me the frame for my 60th birthday during our sojourn in Oklahoma.

Two Views

Two views of our garden.  One from July, 2011 and one from July, 2012.  One from the church parking lot, one from the patio.  We enjoyed it then and we enjoy it now.  But now we've done a little digging and planting.  That's what gardens are for.

Beach Day

It's been very hot lately, so we decided to put on our swimsuits, pack a picnic lunch, our folding chairs, and drive over to Lake Huron.  We took the scenic route along the St. Clair River and enjoyed looking at the pretty beach cottages, boats, and docks.  We found a nice spot to settle in for a couple of hours in Canatera Park in Sarnia.  We enjoyed watching the young families, older people with dogs, and the many sailboats off shore.  We had to do the "subway fold" while reading our newspapers because of the brisk breeze.  Young Poplar trees are migrating onto the beach from the nearby woods and provide a bit of a wind break and some shade.  Last time we were at Huron, it was a calm day.  The waves and currents were too strong for us to navigate on this day, but the big kids and young adults seemed okay with it.