|ALONG THE FRINGE OF THE HULLETT MARSH|
|EARLY MORNING'S SOFT LIGHT AWAITS THE FARMER'S RETURN|
|SOUTHERN ONTARIO'S COUNTRYSIDE IS BUSY WITH THIS YEARS BEAN HARVEST|
|CORNFIELD'S ARE ALWAYS LAST TO BE HARVESTED FOR THE SEASON|
Our morning wanderings took us over to the Hullett Marsh but we wisely stayed on its fringe. With the amount of gunfire going on I knew animals were dying and it was no place for Pheebs and I. I'm so thankful my hunting interests are done with a camera and not a gun. A big thank-you to the powers that be which changed my mind on that whole gun hunting thing when I was a young teenager.
|WATCHING FOR WILDLIFE WITH MY NIKON COOLPIX P900 AT A VIEWING STAND IN THE HULLETT MARSH|
|ALTHOUGH I COULD HEAR GUNFIRE OUT THERE I DIDN'T SEE ANY HUNTERS|
We meandered around a number of country roads stopping here and there to enjoy the scenery and bask in the ambiance of the morning. Another very fine day to have the privilege of being outside.
Thanks for the Birthday wishes folks. Had Kelly not reminded me Wednesday morning it might have just quietly slipped right on by me. And I'd like to thank my readers once again for your continued kind support and comments regarding my blog's photos. It's a win-win situation for all of us when you enjoy looking at my photos as much as I enjoy taking them:))
GROANER'S CORNER:(( Little Johnny and his family lived in the country, and as a result, seldom had guests. He was eager to help his mother after his father appeared with two dinner guests from the office. When the dinner was nearly over, Little Johnny went to the kitchen and proudly carried in the first piece of apple pie, giving it to his father who passed it to a guest. Little Johnny came in with a second piece of pie and gave it to his father, who again gave it to a guest. This was too much for Little Johnny, who said, "It's no use, Dad. The pieces are all the same size."
===================Above is a map of our area in Southwestern Ontario, Canada.