Sometimes we just have to settle down and work. Thus was the case today, when my guy and I drove to camp to winterize it and put some boats away.
I helped. Honest, I did. I hauled some of the plexi-glass for the porch up from the basement. And held the plexi-glass in place. And handed him bunches of screws and washers. And lifted the back end of the kayaks. And rolled up the hammock.
But mostly, I played with my camera.
Recording the season is also important work.
And I figured out how to get my telephoto lens to work again.
I was thrilled to focus on the scenes before me, including these Northern red oak leaves
and those of the huckleberries.
My lens caught the island views,
and loons in action.
And I couldn’t pass up the flowering witch hazel with its fruits forming. This is a shrub that knows all about work–whether as a divining rod to locate underground water or an extract with healing powers.
So you see, my guy and I both worked on this Mondate.