Thursday, July 18, 2013
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
Odds And Ends
Early morning light playing with the lily pads at Fish Trap.
Reflections at Fish Trap.
This is not as complicated as it looks. Just two Canada Geese and their reflections.
There is a face embedded in our spruce tree. An Owl perhaps?
Early morning reflections at Fish Trap.
With accompanying fresh green Bulrushes. (Cat Tails)
Manipulating the light in Photoshop and having too much fun.
Picnic table for four.
The last of our peas. They were exceptionally good this year.
Monday, July 15, 2013
Close To Home
I was admiring this flower the other day, and noticed the tiny white spider on the petal. Not having seen one of these before, I got the camera, and just as I was composing the photo, the bee landed in the center of the blossom. Bonus!
Being a hot afternoon, I propped myself up in a lounge chair armed with my telephoto lens and waited for the neighbourhood Humming Bird to make his afternoon rounds. He absolutely loves these flowers and makes a twice daily visit. His obvious absence in the photo is proof that he did not bother to show up that day.
And just over a few feet, to the south, there is this lovely garden bouquet that we see out our kitchen window. Our garden is mostly cool and shady and busylizzy's green thumb makes it even more enjoyable in the summer months.
These lilies are prolific this year. You will find these in the front garden, visible from the street and being a colourful ground cover under the massive Spruce tree. One has to make a concerted effort to take a bad photo of a flower.
Sunday, July 14, 2013
Saturday, July 13, 2013
Swimming Lesson
I watched Liam take the final session in this round of swimming lessons at the local pool. He was trying really hard because he was promised ice-cream if he passed. His two older brothers are good swimmers and took the same lessons.
There is a lack of focus because of the many students in the same class and all the activity of the wave pool on a Friday morning in the summer time. He seemed to be doing no better or no worse than the others, but .......
he got a failing grade. He will have to either repeat, or take private lessons. I think he was a bit weak on the part where they have to glide forward with their faces in the water. It is not a natural thing for a land loving, air-breathing creature to do. As for the ice-cream, he came by later in the afternoon on a bike ride and I gave him some ice-cream anyway. Grandparents are allowed to break the promises of their children made to their children.
Friday, July 12, 2013
Hydrangea
These are doing well this year. They come in a variety of colours, shades, and tones. As the lighting changes throughout the day, so does the texture of these blossom packed clusters.
Thursday, July 11, 2013
Whodunit?
The Adventures of a Boscombe Valley Mystery
It seemed to be a cut and dried case. There was a witness to an argument and there was blood on the hands. Sherlock again uses his powerful intellect and some great sleuthing to discover the protestations of innocence by the son in the death of his father are indeed true. Footprints, cigar ashes, a rock with grass growing under it all are important clues to discovering who the killer was.
As in other Sherlock stories, when the perpetrator is discovered, he confesses and then justifies his actions. Also, as in other stories, the lifespan of the killer is shortened by illness or disease so compassion is the order of the day and Holmes keeps his mouth shut as the police stumble and bumble their way to trying to solve the case.
After two novels and four short stories, there are patterns emerging and thus the stories are getting a bit predictable. Only the characters and circumstances are changing, but still interesting enough to make a good story.
3 stars
Some former Americans living in London are receiving envelopes in the mail containing 5 dried orange seeds and shortly thereafter are being found dead. Sherlock does some research and discovers that the KKK is behind the killings. Apparently these men have documents that list members of that notorious organisation and these document must be destroyed along with their owners. Sherlock sets a web for the killers, but before justice can be served, the perpetrators are lost at sea in a gale. Rather a lack-luster ending to story full of intrigue.
3 stars
In this Sherlock Holmes short story, it seems that a respected business man is actually a beggar who has a very clever disguise. He found early in life that begging was much more lucrative than working. He is found out one day by his wife who happens to be in the neighbourhood and see him in the window of the house where he does his makeovers. It had Sherlock stumped for a while, but in the end the beggar was caught and confessed.
I may read a few more of these and then move on to something else. I am 20% done the collection at this point and not really becoming a Sherlock Holmes fan.
3 stars
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