>> Monday, September 3, 2012
Spouse and I had a lovely Labor Day picnic with my Dad and his friend S at Gillie Lake.
Gillie Lake is one of those sweet little out of the way parks that's so close to home (less than a 15 minute drive) but yet I forget its very existence. There's hardly ever anyone there, and it IS a beautiful spot for a picnic. It's more of a large pond than a lake, really, but has swimming, big open lawns, picnic tables and a few picnic shelters, and a lovely old barn with agricultural exhibits in it.
And well, you know me and rusting farm equipment. I can't help taking pictures of it. It's some kind of compulsion!
In fact, taking photos is a compulsion. Everywhere I go I see things I want to take pictures of, often the most ridiculously random things, like the thumb tacks in the picnic shelter below. They were screaming "photograph me, and the way the light is making us glow!" Ah well. An artist's brain is never still. Hope you enjoy them.