My Canon lens that does everything for me (it's a 3-in-1) is going bad.
It's been fixed once, to the tune of $250, but I'm wondering if it might be time for a replacement.
Before making my decision, I wanted to make sure that the problems I have been encountering involve the lens and not the camera box.
So, yesterday I pulled out a portrait lens, which is seldom used since I've been so spoiled with three lenses in one.
All worked just fine, and I was pretty pleased with the pictures I took around the place and on a trip down Selle Road to the Flower Farm for my last batch of flowers.
On my way back, I looked to my left and saw some folks with familiar faces working on fence.
So, after putting the car in reverse, I chatted briefly with my friends Kenny and Peggy Shadel.
Kenny's family owned the barn in the photo above. The original family home has belonged to the Mundell family for a number of years.
The barn was looking rather stunning yesterday amidst rich green grass.
Kenny and Peggy were looking pretty good themselves.
Unfortunately, cars were coming from behind, so our visit had to end.
Peggy came from my neighborhood, and back in the day, we enjoyed a few fun horseback experiences.
And, by golly, this old coot saddled up last night and enjoyed a present-day horseback ride on Lily.
We just hung around the place, which is something we'll always do since traffic down our country road is busy and at times unpredictable.
Lily seemed happy to get out of the barnyard and mosey in places she hasn't been since late last fall.
Of course, being surrounded by fresh green grass made her day, especially when I let her nibble on grass after the ride.
Yesterday was, indeed, a beautiful day in May---great for planting seeds (beans and beets and a few flower seeds).
I also drove out to Wrenco and picked up my flower baskets for the deck from Kari who supplies them each year for different causes.
This year Ponderay Rotary is the initial beneficiary, but, as Kari says, thousands of dollars of scholarship money will go to college kids.
As with everything on these gorgeous May days, the drive to and from Kari's, along the Pend Oreille River was a lovely experience.
During my wanderings around Lovestead yesterday, I checked out my big apple tree, which Truck pruned last year. The apple crop was dismal in spite of the pruning.
This year, however, I think we're going to benefit greatly from his work.
The tree is loaded with blossoms, and with no real frost predicted in the next few days, we ought to have apples aplenty.
Fruit trees are bouncing back, it seems.
Yum!
Life on the farm is absolutely the best right now, as I see baby potatoes rising above the soil and five asparagus spears promising a tasty treat within the next couple of days.
Last night, while riding Lily, I had time to keep an eye out on the tree where a screech owl has replaced the bard owl(s) that hung around for most of the winter.
While watching that tree, I made a discovery: mama owl has a baby. It's a pretty good size, but it looks like it hasn't fully feathered out yet.
Their presence should provide some fun observation as long as they decide this is the place to be.
This morning I saw a coyote in Meserve's field and watched a Canada goose watching over its friends from a perch on one of Gary Finney's snags.
This kind of life made me take notice this morning when I saw an article about scientists taking a great interest in the legendary and poignant Little House on the Prairie series of books by Laura Ingalls Wilder.
The story provides three examples of how scientists, who loved the series themselves, took incidents within the stories and analytically proved whether the accounts were completely accurate or maybe a bit fictionalized.
Fascinating read, especially for all the Little House followers out there. And, sister Laurie, you'll find one segment in this story about Mary's blindness particularly interesting.
Happy Wednesday.
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