Time for Boats

Uncommitted time--
                                                                                                         





An Inspirationally shaped piece of leftover wood...

A Pond...











                                                                                           
                                                                                                                                                                                                         
                                                                                         Happy Boys...

                                              

                                                                                                                                                                   
                                                                                                                 





Happy Memories!

Happy Birthday Lydia!

Twelve is a great age.





It allows you to appreciate a new violin... 










While still having fun with the lego set your little brother gave you...

...Or maybe that's just our Lydi.

                                 Happy Birthday sweet girl.

the last leaves of fall

Here are a few last photos of flying leaves before the snow begins to fly.

I had fun playing with slower shutter speeds, larger apertures, and spinning myself around under the trees for these ones.  I probably looked like a lunatic, but the effect was interesting...

Some last minute clean-up before Superstorm Sandy arrived...

And finally, after several years of good intentions, I got around to planting garlic!  It's one of those fall jobs that I have always thought about after the moment of opportunity has passed.
Working in the garden often means guaranteed solitude for me,  (which has its own charm), but now and then someone joins me to chat and help out.  Moriah is the most likely candidate to join in...

 Good conversations happen while you share tasks.

It's been a beautiful fall.

It's a Dog Eat Dog World.

Literally.

Our dog ate a stuffed dog.

Then he had surgery to remove the stuffed dog.

Then he tried to recover,

But didn't.

RIP Cocoa.