It wouldn't be fall in BC, without Kelps Farm...

The end of my day....I actually took some time for myself today...kinda. These pics are of my journey throughout the day starting out with some breakfast at the BOOT as I worked a bit...a little shopping for a birthday party, with WAY too many tourist and once done, I quickly beat a path OUT of town. A drive to work..and then a drive to the other work, just in time for dusk...

FALL

These are the roads I drive daily...so pretty, in each season, it's breathtaking...soon winter will be upon us... And another opportunity for beauty...that leaves you speechless...

This is my life...where I live. Can't say that I would ever want to be anywhere else. A very huge bit of sadness has come my way since I've been here, which I don't know if I will ever recover from...so very broken and sad am I because of it...but I find my joy in my child and surroundings..my huge network of friends and the best people in the world in one of the most beautiful places I've ever lived. I am truly blessed...daily. So it makes the rest, bearable, at least during the day

This time of year, is my favorite. I can't go anywhere without my camera. I am so excited to attempt to grow some of these spectacular Cocks Combs you see here next year. They line a walkway in Nashville and they are HUGE. They won't let you pick them in the shop where they front, but they will sell the seeds. Guess where I'm going tomorrow?????

That sunflower is right there on the edge of the parking lot, where in the height of TOURIST season, my buddy Rodger let me park today for only 2.00 while all those other folk paid 4.00 :)

Most of these other pics are just my drive to work every day....well, they all are. That church and that particular funky tree are just down the road from one job. That tree intrigues me, obviously. If I could have laid on the ground to get a shot of that tree in it's funky entirety, I would have. But I would have been laying on a grave, so I decided not to.

The sunset and the cows, were on my way to do some work at St David's. The last three shots are from St David's, just as dusk fell.

More coming I'm sure. I live in the Fall Capitol of the Midwest, so I am carrying my camera with me everyday now....

Wilson Homestead cont.....

Wilson Homestead

Said to have been built by Moses Harkness Wilson, in the fairly early 1800's, who was my great, great, great grandfather, this is a place which many Wilson descendents have come to see. It is a place I have been drawn to and hope to get to see the inside of, when I next come to visit. I have forever wanted to see the trunk full of old family papers and such. I am ever so grateful that it is still standing, being the history, genealogy lover that I am. I remember when I first started researching nine years ago, I was surprised to learn that this Wilson branch, that I am a part of, is one of the most researched. If Moses Harkness Wilson built this home, then my great great Grandfather Sampson Wilson, the son of Moses Harkness Wilson, was born there in 1839 and my Great Grandfather Moses Sampson Wilson was born there in 1865. What a wonderful place this is. Not far from the house, Moses Sampson (Bud) Wilson is buried, with his wife Talitha Foley Wilson. And various other Wilson's buried there as well.

THE BARNS

For some reason, don't have a clue why...I love barns. I simply can't explain it. But the worn paint, the tin roofs the colors and textures...