Showing posts with label kilt run. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kilt run. Show all posts

Friday, 20 June 2025

Things are buggy!

Things are hopping in Perth this weekend. There are road closures and traffic for three things: 

We'll shop elsewhere, or early, and skip the market. It's a busy town!

Joe's gone back to walkies. I am glad. You have to dress for it. Our back deck is usually good, but we've mosquitoes, blackflies, and now deerflies. They don't know what season it is, it's late for blackflies and early for deerflies. I think he's going to walk in town after the other day!

🕷It is tick season. We're aren't doing too badly here. The spring adults are easy to spot. I felt one crawling up my elbow as I sat in my easy chair. I thought it was a spider and slapped at it. It went back into the folds of the chair. Then it climbed back up on me. I yelled for Joe to get the tick jar. Between us we got it into the jar, but it climbed out! There obviously wasn't enough rubbing alcohol in the jar. That's been fixed, and a new cotton pad put in. 

The nymphs are the small ones, newly born. They'll come around later in the season. The one on me is at 2 o'clock. We had 17 last year, most of them on me!



This sawyer was on the glass, and was tough to photograph. My hand helped! They look like ancient relations of dinosaurs!

Monochamus scutellatus


There was a flag to be hung up, I'd set it on the deck. Lifting it up, I disturbed a dock spider, some people call them fishing spiders, which landed overboard. It was huge! They do eat bugs...
Dolomedes tenebrosus

I loathed throwing this table out. The one board on top is rotting, the others are good. It was made by the previous owner out of heavy 6 x 6" pieces of wood. I removed and flipped the top boards.
Not so bad.

Cinnamon works so hard! He gets tired, too! The deerflies drive him batty, and he sticks close to the deck.


Happy weekend, all.

Wednesday, 6 July 2011

Dontcha love antique shows????

July 2nd, twice we bumbled into the town of Perth.
I grabbed a shot of this home.

I love the old buildings of Perth. This looks just like the building across the road from my house on Walker Ave., Toronto, where I grew up as a kid. Mom and Dada lived in the house, having bought it from a relative, from 1950 - 1990.

 Summerhill subway station - I remember it well.

Our house was much less than this. This Perth home, as well as the old one I'm thinking of in Toronto, was made into apartments.

It was torn down in the 70s to build town homes.
Our house still stands, sold to a single woman, to have the money to build a home in Muskoka for Mom and Dad upon their retirement.
Both worked from the ages of 15, when their respective father's died, until they were 66 years old.

Enough nostalgia...




Once for the Perth Kilt Run 2011, but earlier in the morning we went to the legion to see the antique show.
The slide show is below. Marvellous pieces indoors and outside.