In the waning minutes of sunset, I took a stroll around the pasture … another exercise in aimless wandering.
My yard art is in need of a bowling pin or two. Donations gladly accepted.
A pileated woodpecker landed nearby. He squawked at a small flock of starlings, running them off.
I love the visual texture of prairie grass in the morning and evening sun.
The garden in November, a process of renewal.
The light was good so I set out one morning with my camera to get some shots before breakfast. When I arrived at my first stop, I decided to take my father on a virtual tour of familiar places. I put away the camera and used my cellphone camera instead, posting shots to his Facebook page as I went.
Starting out from Mt. Jeez, a view of Malabar Farm
No one out on the links yet? Shameful!
Looking at Pleasant Hill Lake from Mohican State Park Lodge as a couple of anglers head out to try their luck near the dam.
Ten minutes later at the dam – the fishermen got there quicker by boat than I could by car.
The dam intake structure reflected in Pleasant Hill Lake
Next stop — Clear Fork Gorge Overlook
The KOA on Bunker Hill Road, where dad and mom had a camper — a family gathering place for many years.
The Nisely farmstead. Dad’s friend, Jonas, was an Amish schoolteacher. Dad bound books for him in exchange for eggs and milk.
One of the Niselys’ fields. Several years ago, at Jonas’ request, I took dad down there for a reunion with Jonas. We drove dad’s Crown Vic back into the woods to find Jonas, working in his tree nursery.
The Whiffletree, one of the restaurants where we ate when we stayed at the KOA.