The Boys From Toronto picked me up on Friday and we crossed over to Buckingham via the Cumberland Ferry. Heather joined us that afternoon and we all w (...)

The head gal at BJ's mugging with Don. I like this clownish shot. It is due entirely to camera flash highlighting blood vessels in fair skinned people (...)

We stumbled back from BJ's and crashed. Heather had left us so why stay up? At 2:30 am a terrible yowling disrupted the night. Larry was yowling all o (...)

Jeff decide to prepare a hearty Squash soup. Unfortunately, he had dislocated his shoulder recently. Fortunately, I was able to step into the breach. (...)

Meanwhile, Don had been sent to retrieve potatoes from the root cellar. David was assigned to the Jerusalem Artichoke detail. He went at it with the i (...)

Saturday morning saw us suffer through the worst breakfast EVAR. The only saving grace was Melanie, our waitress; or Mellony as we named her due to he (...)

Dave thought it was a great idea too. It was hard for me to keep up with this elderly gent. He's been at it since the Battle of Britain while I've onl (...)

A likely pair of rogues, rascals and scallywags. Don't let their placid demeanors fool you. Ladies, lock up your daughters, your pets and your farm an (...)

A cleaned crop of potatoes and Jerusalem Artichokes.

At one point, Jeff showed Don his tool. Don became enchanted with this professional device from Victorinox. He tried out every doohicky while Jeff exp (...)

Don playing with Jeff's tool. Watching Don I was reminded of a child opening a present. There was the same sense of mystery, discovery, delight and fa (...)

Jeff, delighted with Don's admiration of his tool. This is the way that real men bond. I had to break up the tool-fest by suggesting that perhaps we s (...)

Don really needs a bigger kitchen. There was barely enough room to work on the meal ingredients, let alone the munchies that kept the chefs going.

Soon it was time to fire up the oven. The roast was ready to go in and the apple pie was ready to come out. Delightful odors began to permeate the Her (...)

The shenanigans were too much for old Sadie. She took full advantage of Jeff's bed for a well-deserved snooze. The odors didn't wake her. Surely, she (...)

Being a Chef is hard, hot, thirsty work. However, there were plenty of fluids available. Sunshine (Pauline) joined us for supper, thereby diluting the (...)

This is what happens when you let me loose with a large knife. The seeds from the squash were retrieved and set aside to dry. They would be used to pr (...)

Mmmmmm ... hot, freshly baked apple pie. Kathleen out-did herself this year. She prepared this pie as well as multiple sugar pies. Each was fabulous a (...)

The bonfire roared and Don was ecstatic to see his trash wood burning away. It was hardwood this time and the flames wore colours different from previ (...)

It was a crisp evening and the Moon came out to join the fun. I was lucky to catch this shower of sparks heading up into the sky to create a jeweled h (...)