I think I've met 4 people.
My blog-ins
#1. Leigh we met with, with her husband in Perth for lunch.#2. Kay and her husband we met in Vancouver. They were on their way home to Alberta, and we were there for the big wedding.
#3. We've dropped in on Nancy, but also stayed at her resort for a week, and I stayed with her while I was at a conference in Huntsville, as well.
#4. Hilary and I have never met, either. She is a wonderful amateur photographer. Her blog photos are amazing, and she is a lovely person.
Wed., Nov. 4th
We set off at 10:00 a.m., it was supposed to be a lovely day, in a series of unexpectedly warm days. It feels more like September than November. The trip along highway #7 is lovely –in all seasons. It would have been spectacular with the fall leaves, but with the leaves down, it was lovely to see homes and hills we cannot normally view. You'll forgive all these photos (I took 166!), but I'm thinking of sketching some of these, for Paint Party Friday. Plus, bless his heart, hubby drives and can't see all of the scenery, allowing me to do my photography!I bought my first piece of real art in Tweed, Studio 737. They have just closed the store in early fall, unable to sell it. We've bought quite a few pieces here, too. Like my turtle!


All of the blueberry shacks, shut tightly, are a reflection of a summer well-lived.



I recall Kaladar, where I managed to get a speeding ticket in 1993. Sure enough, there was someone stopped!


I like travelling highway #7. It brings back fond memories. When we first moved to Ottawa (1981), I would travel back with kids to visit my parents in Toronto in winter, and then Muskoka in summer, where they moved permanently in 1991.






















We agreed to meet Hilary in Kelly's in Tweed. We've been here quite a few times, sometimes for picnics.
Sir John in Tweed and Ottawa; A trip to Tweed to see the river and birds.
Our server has worked here 20 years, she told hubby. He said she wasn't old enough, but she assured him that she'd started when she was 14!
Such a lovely time visiting with Hilary, and sharing our backgrounds, cat stories, and moving stories. Hubby wins, since he has moved 22 times!








We made it down to Stoco Lake, having taken a walkabout. Lots of geese and gulls.







We took the long way home, avoiding Highway #7. I was navigating and we were about to take the Westport Rd., when hubby reminded me that the bridge was closed. They were scheduled to open it Wednesday, but you never know about road work.










