A quick house hunting trip to Vermilion produced no new home June 6; it did, however, produce the opportunity to photograph a storm moving in across Lake Erie. I love the beautiful scenes the lake produces and that is, primarily, why living near the coast is something I think I’d like. Sun, clouds, and water are constantly changing and when a storm is involved those changes happen rapidly.
I (stupidly) didn’t have my DSLR gear with me but was carrying my trusty iPhone 6SE with its tiny but mighty internal camera. As winds rose, I was able to make a panorama of the lake scene (above) and a nice portrait of the Vermilion Lighthouse brightly popping against the darkening sky.
I’ll try and remember to bring the “big guns” with me from now on as we seek a new home out there, somewhere….
After many years of saving we finally have amassed enough to finance a nice redo to our condo’s kitchen. There will also be new flooring installed through most of the rest of the place but the kitchen is the focus. Today, promptly at 8:00, the contractor arrived and began the demolition phase. With a minimum of commentary, here are a few photos of what transpired this first day….
The day dawned overcast but soon cleared to an amazing, dazzling intensely blue sky. We spent most of the day around the house: She, cooking, I finishing the publishing project. I ventured outdoors with camera in hand to enjoy the sunlight, shadows, textured snow, and fresh 45-degree (F) air.
Next to the door sits a planter, until recently covered in more than three feet of piled snow. The now-icy white stuff retreated gradually all day exposing a hopeful sign of spring… tiny green shoots poking out of the wet ground and out from under the miniature glacier.
We knew in our hearts those tough little plants would be waking up, even under the deep drifts; after all, they do it every spring. Still, it was good to see on this excellent, sunny day.
UPDATE: Dinner was pretty much as expected except we enjoyed glasses of Rabbit Ridge Bunny Cuvee with our baked spaghetti and broccoli and She insisted I make oatmeal cookies. Very comforting meal, that! At about 8 PM I went out to shovel the sidewalk to "keep up." I was greeted by another eight inches of fresh snow and drifts as high as this afternoons! You mightn't have believed me if I'd said I'd dug that car out earlier! So I dug it out again. The saving grace was the snow, having fallen in 20 to 23 degree temps, was fluffier than before. Still… a three-foot drift is a lot of snow. That's all for tonight!