Not your typical evening in the neighborhood

This is not something you see every day.

Yesterday evening, after dinner, we had a little excitement across the street from us.  Horses, a hot air balloon that appeared to be stuck in the trees… it was not at all a typical scene in our neighborhood.  We do see horses, and hot air balloons.  It’s just that we don’t usually see them at the same time, in the neighbor’s yard.

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Out the window and around the pond

Bluebird

I’ve been taking breaks from the camera.  A day here, two days there, that sort of thing.  It’s been nice.  The breaks leave me with no new photos to sort through, and the time to look over the photos from the past few months that I’ve ignored.  In between the breaks, I’ve shot a few photos from the windows of the house, including the bluebird pictured above.  Isn’t he pretty?  It’s not a great shot, but it was the best I could do given the distance and the glass between me and the bird.  Bluebirds can be quite skittish.  They would fly away if I tried to open the door to take a couple of photos.

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Down the muskrat hole

The barn in the early morning

There is a danger to walking around the pond once the ground has been carpeted with leaves, especially at the back of the pond where the muskrats have excavated parts of the dam to make a home for themselves.

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358: Something you don’t see everyday

We woke up this morning to the sound of a hot air balloon overhead.  The Ravenna Balloon A-Fair is this weekend so I suspect we will have quite a bit of balloon traffic over the next day or two.  It’s too bad they don’t have a hot air balloon race as part of the festivities.  A race would have fit right in with Scott’s latest assignment which is Competition.  The assignment is due on September 28th so there’s plenty of time to find something suitable.

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331: Hazy, not so lazy, days of summer

We started the day here in the Bogs with some thick, soupy fog.  I could not see the pond at all for a little while.

Rowboat and lake rake shrouded in fog

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295: In a pickle

A barrel of cucumbers on ice

Yesterday’s pickling adventures went well.  It was fun having someone with whom I could share the work, and I got to see how the Pickle Lady makes her fabulous (Best Pickles on the Planet) pickles.

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283: Coming home

I should be arriving home today.  We said goodbye to my mother-in-law (Jane) this weekend.  If I arrive home before this scheduled post goes out, I’ll fill in a few more details.  I couldn’t post about where I was going due to some family issues.  At this point the issues are either resolved in some way or didn’t happen.

Thank you for keeping up with me while I was away.  I’ll be back with my usual outdoor commitment posts tomorrow.

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