Golden Hour before sunset

Photographers look forward to the "Golden Hour",  the hour before sunset..... the light is perfect, and at this time of the year, gold is all that is left from the feast of colour we had earlier this month.

and one more thing......

There was one little girl, and she will know who she is..........who did not like to go into the cold water. She would go over to these stones and move  her hands over them. Her  mother asked what she was doing. "Turning on the hot water", was her reply. When the appropriate amount of imagination had been applied she would gingerly get her feet wet.

A Herd Of Elephants.....

When were young, oh so long ago, all the kids in the Village learned to swim in Mill Bay. This is the Elephant that watched as we went from dog paddle, to swimming underwater, and finally a sidestroke, or overhand crawl.

As teenagers, we gathered around a fire on the beach, someone played a guitar, and we tried to see how many marshmallows we could stuff in our mouth at one time.

That bit of lake front and beach belonged to Mr. A. J. Davidson. The Village residents had open access to the beach.

The property has changed hands a few times since his death, but the Elephant still stands on guard. Waiting, and waiting, and wondering where have all the children gone?

Silhouettes and Elephants

At this time of the year the days are shorter, but just before sunset often brings beautiful, sharp silhouettes of the mountains.
When we were kids, my father would often be painting the inside of some of the houses at the Hermatige Club on the Magog Road. As he drove home he would marvel at sharp black outlines of our mountains. Many times he would arrive home, and pile us into the van and drive back in the direction he had just travelled, so that we would see them as well.

Last night was a good example of how Mt. Elephantis struts his stuff. Silhouettes and colours all in one.
These are for you Dad.

Out of Sequence ... But Must Be Mentioned

Mother, Adelaide Atkin celebrated her 95th birthday on September 21st.  Lots of family around to celebrate with her.  Let's do it again, same time, same place, next year!

How Did It Get To Be October 25 Already?

I am always amazed by how quickly the weeks go by.  I keep thinking I must update my blog. Then I forget about it for a while. Here we are, almost at the end of October.  These last several weeks the country side has been ablaze with colour. The oranges and reds were so vibrant I could feel them. I would get "goose bumps" when the light was just right.