Last days at Lovesick

The forecast had said rain all day so I had planned for staying home but woke to mild temperatures, so coffee on the deck.

 

Didn't know squirrels ate pine cones but a google search revealed that they do.

Took advantage of the delayed rain

with a walk

down the 

cottage road.

He'd left a mess.

I tried to get a shot of Rick leaning on the steps, but he turned, and he looks like a cormorant drying his wings.

The clouds boiled,

wind picked up and white caps showed up on the lake.

So it was a time for indoor activities: rug hooking,

painting and

photo processing. Cygnus Loop. Photo by Rick.

It rained all night and through the morning, then cleared, so we went to Bobcaygeon.

Loch # 32 on the Trent Severn Waterway.

 I picked up a brochure -- 368km in length, 37 conventional locks, 2 sets of flight locks, 2 of the worlds highest hydraulic locks and a marine railway.

Downtown shops were very pricey, but fun to walk through.

 

The bank and the theatre were established in 1871 and we later learned that Daniele arrived a couple of hours after we left, to work at the theatre.

Large lakes at either side of the town 

and a swan family

still hanging around.

We returned to clearing skies (photo of Rick, on the deck, taken through the front window)

and sat out

with beer and wine, to watch the sun go down for the last time here.

Rick had packed all his astrophotography gear away but pulled it all back out for one more chance as the sky continued to clear.