I am a lovers of cornrows....on a baby's head or out in the field. Maybe I crave order, or it is the repetition or that glance out the window with the endless flash of straight perfect rows.
Headed North yesterday to shut down the cottage that has NOT sold.
Had lousy Chinese in a local diner, given that it was Tuesday night in small town Ontario, there's not much choice. But the company was good. I enjoy the friendship with my cottage neighbour who has been living in these parts for donkeys years.
On the way up there was construction in several areas and I was forced to idle several times, which gave me great opportunities to get some nice photos.
I pass these silos (4) all the time. Horses and cows always pay attention if you roll down your window. I think this guy was waiting for an apple core. I love making eye contact with a horse or cow on the side of the road when you stop or slow down.
I have never noticed these churches before until I was held up by the steamroller ahead of me. Side by side. One is very primitive with a wooden cross on the top, but Blogger is being ridiculous and won't let me post higher res pictures today, only ones that I have photoshopped smaller.
And the Fall light reflected deliciously in the water on the Bay. Not a soul around.