Backyard
Here’s the back of Moose Lake.
Emma G With Flower
Butterfly
I was feeling somewhat poorly yesterday, but I got out the camera and walked around Moose Lake. Spring’s blossoms are here.
Secret
It was one thirty AM. I was underground, somewhere in the midwest. After being picked up at the airport after dark, I’d been driven for an hour and half, had my camera padlocked inside a faded blue container by a guard, and walked through a concrete tunnel - with motion sensors clicking behind me - to get to this house sized room. Controlled by a touch screen on the wall, over a half a million watts of lighting could descend from the ceiling to illuminate the tests performed here. But the touch screen was broken, the lights weren’t moving, and I was there fixing it.
Now it’s working again, and I’m camped out in a hotel room waiting for a ride back to the airport.
Photoshoot
Green
Nova Scotian Woods
Greater Swiss Mountain Dog
The B-Dog came over to work today with John and immediately set to checking over the property to see that all was in order.
Quote
We’ll call it “tradition”, not “addicted”. –LB