-Sunday, August 27th, 2023 – +19˚C / +68˚F & Partly Cloudy @ 7:07 pm Atlantic Time in New Brunswick, Canada –
“Cathi enjoying herself at a lakeside cottage in Maxwell, New Brunswick’
— It was so good to see Cathi relaxed and enjoying our stay at a cottage on the lake where her ex-mother-in-law – and her children’s grandmother had a cottage for many years. Her Registered Nurse Daughter planned the week and chose two cottages – one on this lake and the other very close to the beach in Cap-Pelé, New Brunswick. Cathi got to swm in the lake at the first cottage and in the North Atlantic Ocean { / Northumblerland Strait? } at the second.
– “Lake a bit affter a cloudy sunrise- 07:12am” –
— I woke up early enough to go outside on the cottage’s deck and do my Yoga exercises and Meditate while everyone else was sleeping – On Tuesday morning, the 22nd of August – I was greeted by a Loon calling out to the morning and/or one of its buddies – or maybe warning rivals away from its territory? And then a crow made weird noises in a tree somewhere in a direction nowhere near the Loon. Anyway the lake was glassy smooth and the chill was refreshing.
– Same Lake – in Maxwell,New Brunswick, from the same cottage’s deck- this time at 06:25 am – with fog in the distance –
— Wednesday Morning, Aprés Yoga – Same Lake, same angle – I stepped closer to the ‘railing’ { ? } – It was a bit chillier – { +8˚C = about 48˚F } – And the fog in the distance was curling up from the lake’s surface –
– Three Friends on the deck at the cottage –
— Cathi’s daughter { centre } with her husband { on the right/her left } and her long time best friend { on the left/her right } – {{{ The CBC network news channel did another exposé today on the evils of facebook selling private information to the highest bidders —> So, if you know us – you know their names. }}} {{ maybe I should add a smiley face sticking its tongue out here and maybe, “Nyaaaa!” aimed at facebook? }}
– Cute Sign Number One –
– Cute Sign Number Two –
— There were several cute / amusing signs at the Lake Cottage – at least two explaining the Rules of spending time at the lake —> all variations on enjoying yourself, laughing, being silly; relaxing and enjoying yourself. I thought the two signs above were worth noting.
– Cathi on the beach on Northumberland Strait / one of the warmest beaches in the North Atlantic –
— We checked out of the Lake Cottage and drove to the Cottage near the beach on the Northumberland Strait – The day we made the drive Cathi went swimming with her daughter, son-in-law, and her daughter’s best friend while I played hermit and stayed behind, nursing my nervous stomach – Cathi said the tide was coming in around 4 pm on that first day – and I came along and took some photos on our second day at that cottage – With possible heavy rain forecast for later that evening – { forecast to start around 7:00 pm } – just before one pm we walked the short distance from the cottage to the beach and this was an expansive private beach with a public beach – I don’t know – half a mile or a mile to the right of the above photo here –
– Um, A sudden wind blew my hat off my head and when I reached for it – my iPhone took a dive –
— Walking in less than knee deep water, beside my step-son-in-law – A sudden gust knocked my hat off my head and when I tried to grab it before it hit the water my iPhone thought it might like a cool refreshing dip in the Atlantic Ocean – As I picked the phone up from – uhh – under maybe eight inches of sea water – it took the above photo all by itself – or maybe I touched the ‘take a photo’ button without realizing it-. those spots are not an invading force of UFOs – they’re water droplets. Cathi thought this shot would make a cool background photo. —> Not long after the camera took a dive – I stepped suddenly into a bit of slightly deeper water and lost my balance and while I tried t remain upright – the water had other ideas – and I took an unplanned dip in the glorious north Atlantic with the iPhone in my pocket – and learned not too long afterwords that the old “set the phone in rice to dry it off” trick actually works – it took about eighteen hours but the phone stopped complaining every time I tried to connect it to my laptop – { the iPhone was complaining that there was moisture in the connection port and trying to charge it or do anything else might damage the phone irretrievably } – { oops – next time I wanna go wading in the ocean with my iPhone or anything else that might be water sensitive – I promise I will have anything like that safely riding in a water-proof pouch. }
– Goofy Selphie –
— I don’t take a lot of selphies with my iPhone – This one looks like it defaults to a wide angle persepctive that shrunk Cathi’s head and made the rest of her look like a weight lifter – If she hates it I will delete this photo – It didn’t look bad on the phone’s library of what I just shot –
– Telephoto Shot of a Tall Ship in the distance –
— Saturday – between rain showers – we went to a nearby restaurant for lunch & it was “Yum!” – Fresh fish. The above photo was taken with my iPhone at about its telephoto limit, I rested the phone on what looked like a post that had once been part of a dock that maybe went out into the water but retired and was re-purposed near the restaurant – The ocean/strait was calm at the time – but we thought the tall ship might have sought refuge in the strait to ride out a storm that probably wasn’t all that calm at the time.
– “Not All Who Wander Are Lost” –
— The beach cottage had more artistic decorations – less cuteness hanging on the walls – but that “Not All Who Wander Are Lost” Message was poignant. —> Makes for a decent ‘Moral’ to this ‘story’. 🙂
~~~~~ Jim
P.S. I just checked this ‘post’ to see what it looked like and to catch any typoes I might have missed and after years of sharing wonderful tweets from friends and decent artists and photographers — It looks like the new management at twitter got their heads so far up their ‘you-know-what’s’ that they’ll never get a glimpse of anything like reality outside the narcissistic world of beedy grastard-ness. SCHNARR!
