LESS JUNK, MORE CARS

 Most importantly this week we joined in honoring Orange Shirt, the memorial to all those native kids who died at residential schools --- set up by governments and run horrifically by the church. The spirit of truth and reconciliation is getting stronger. We acknowledge it through the lands colonized by our ancestors, and on the land we now live on...

We're finally getting serious about decluttering and getting rid of piles of unwanted, unused, or unneeded stuff. It oozes out of rooms, basement, and especially the barn. A full cube-van was emptied at the town waste centre. Feels good!

Some things we keep, like my mom's sofa (DIY re-upholstered over the years) but it's a tough carry up to the loft. Other things we donate, like three out of five bikes.

It's October and full-on autumn! Sunrise is bright but dewy. Nothing like raspberry tarts to fend off some chills.

Bittersweet ---- the last big car gathering of the year. Which red convertible is the sharpest on the street? There's low-rise ratrods, full-dressed sedans, 650 cars in all. Cool, eh?

Works of art, long before computer-assisted design. Chrome, fins, hood ornaments that glow in the dark, and colours!

Some car vocabulary: split-window, connie kit, road runner, jacquard interior with 4-on-the-floor.

Favourites of the day? The Girl chose this 1953 Citroen Traction Avant. Swoopy and rare, from France. The Guy had many but settled on this 1983 Fox body Mus----. It's classic but not primitive, and with comfie cloth seats.

The event is called Pumpkinfest, so a shout-out to 24 inch sunflowers, 8-foot long zucchini, and the BIG winner. 1888 pounds of pumpkin ----- how many pies would that make??

QUEEN BEES?

 Autumn arrived on Thursday with the sun rising due east. Best time of year for cotton candy clouds. And some welcome rains...

Woke up early to share tributes and respects to the Queen. We'll never see the likes of her again. Some bittersweet scenes of her Canadian contingent.

Speaking of England, around here The Fox and Hound is not just some British pub!

                                       

More bees and wasps this season swarming the house and tunneling their way in through the walls. Every possible entry has to be plugged up. As of this morning, so far so good.

We're busy as bees decluttering, donating, and displaying. Even free stuff is hard to re-home. 

Warm-from-the-oven muffins are yummy on chilly damp mornings. (Note the Missing Man Dozen?) The sun may be in the east but we're looking south and west!

SOMETHING OLD, NEW, BORROWED, BLUE

Lots of local events this week. At our nearby Lookout, the Women's Institute celebrated a milestone. Note  1930 Model A in background. That's old, even for me. Back at home, THE important woman shows how it's done.

The area's heritage museum Moorestown has a replica village from the past. Note price of gas! They're getting ready for a bicycle retrospective. We donated this pine dresser, made at the Welbeck mill near the dearly beloved farm.

Here's the weekly animal roundup. Squirrels like this mom-to-be have found acrobatic ways to feed. The foxes keep an eye on them. Bees and wasps are getting into the house from somewhere. Here's how to catch-and-release with paper and cup.

Lots of car events with eye candy for all tastes. At Cobble  Beach the stunning gems d'Elegance are joined by rare jewels from the decades. At Wiarton Airport, 130 cars lined up for fun and fancy. I'm tempted by this VW van with pop-up top holding canoes. But my Best-In-Show is a 1959 Ford station wagon ---- that's a camper too, right? For Pat it's a white-on-white splashy 1929 Model A. Go figure.

The row of classic cars lined up in front of the library was too crowded to get in. But a family found this red '66 parked nearby and promptly swarmed it. Borrowed for a photo op. Don't blame them --- what a beauty. Wonder where the owner was?

Nice coincidence of plane, car, and former professor. All are Seneca's! 

So don't be sheepish about it. Next time you see something you like of any vintage, grab it!