escaping
The porker scurried to the largest tree in it's path, only to discover that it was merely a stump which put him eye to eye with his pursuer -- ie, ME! I could have reached out and touched it. Shaking with fear, you can see he/she is not too happy with me.
So, it had to back down and keeping the stump between us, it ran off to the next closest trees.
By the time I stumbled over some fallen trees and nearly brained myself with a standing dead sapling that I thought I could grab to balance myself, I caught only the retreating view of the porker, escaping up the tree.
We had a guest this past weekend, Julie Coombs, an old friend of my housemate's. Ann very correctly describes her as a dynamic, 'connected' person, on the leading-edge of creative abundance and technology. Check out some of her photos of our old farm-house next door to Millionaire Row on Sturgeon Point and the Fenelon Falls locks on the Trent Severn waterway!
Julie mentions good conversation, wine, self-aware and self-empowered women. I was privileged to participate, share and listen in on that on Friday evening! Just a little heads up: be ready, because I'm sure you will be hearing more from each one of us, very soon!
2 Comments:
Great pictures of the porker! I especially love the look on his face in the second one. What an odd creature.
Your photos in the next post down are really beautiful too.
What a great picture!
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