Two For Tuesday Act I scene iv - A Wee Visit

We pick up our scene with our fool (hapless as ever, perhaps more so) in the bathroom washing the green marker off of his face.

Having tempted fate by setting traps with the children through out the house and baiting them with pennies in hopes of catching a leprechaun (and perhaps their treasure), our fool has once again found himself the butt of fate's mischief - green toilet water, a message painted on his office door, and, the crowning glory, a face decorated with green marker. And of course empty traps (aside from the chocolate coins left for the children). I'm sure my Irish ancestors are rolling in their graves.

So on to the photo's: Being St. Patrick's day, green is in order.

First is a close up of a crow's foot violet leaf, photographed using natural light, a 50mm macro lens and tripod.

And below, in lieu of a leprechaun, is a tiny house gnome that now resides in my rock garden.

Later,

Craig

Two For Tuesday Act I, Scene iii

It would appear as if this hapless fool's appeal to the good lady, Mother Nature, hath fallen on deaf ears. And has instead inspired her to bring further woe to the pond in the form of a -38 C wind chill and the threat of snow. So what does this all mean? Next time, complain about the over abundance of chocolate. One can always dream.

Now for the photos. Two for Tuesday has gone to the birds - literally.

First I've got a canada goose dancing on the pond.




And below a porcelain replica of a trumpet swan and pond.

Later,

Craig

Two for Tuesday, Act I, Scene ii

We pick up the action with our fool picking himself up after his attempt at levity left him splayed across the floor, and attempting to proceed with his day as if nothing had happened. Something of course did happen, but the fault clearly lies with the home designer that did not take into account a 6'4" fool bounding through the doorway from the kitchen to family room to entertain the royal children, when the height of the doorway was determined. Perhaps an extra foot or two would have helped our poor hapless fool avoid braining himself on the lintel. Oh the humanity.

On to the photos.

Fences. I love phtographing fences; especially old ones.

The above photo was shot on film (Ilford hp400) in Headingly, Manitoba at an abandoned home that has since been demolished.

And here I've got a digital shot of the boundary fence at Bird's Hill Provincial Park, Manitoba taken on a frosty morning.

Later and watch your heads,

Craig