The Farm

I recently had the chance to go through some pics I took a few years ago. My apologies for being off topic but these shots were not taken in Toronto. Every now and then I get the opportunity to take a road trip on a weekend. This one was a pleasant late summer, early fall trip to a farm with one of my sons and two dogs. As I went through the pics I got to take a little warm journey of remembering that weekend.

DSC_0955 DSC_0962 I got the chance to spend a few quiet hours not only viewing but feeling the land. Out standing in a field. Breathing a very different tasting air , hearing different sounds or no sounds at all.


listening to the wind across the rolling hillside. Cattle feeding in the distance.

DSC_0925 DSC_0921DSC_0957Time seems to stand still for a moment.Physically and in a historic sense. These images could have been taken at any time in history and wouldn’t look much different.

DSC_0929DSC_0926buildings that have stood there starkly and quietly for many years. Unchanged except for maybe the odd coat of paint.

DSC_0924 DSC_0931 DSC_0930 DSC_0932 DSC_0934The dogs loved the weekend and the chance to run until tired. No restraints, no boundaries.

DSC_0937 DSC_0936 DSC_0938Time seems rather meaningless in such circumstance and in the end surely these few buildings will still stand for quite a time.

DSC_0946 DSC_0947 DSC_0952 DSC_0951In the middle of nowhere, at no particular time and of no real importance to any but a few. But a weekend well worth the moment to sit and observe and keep as a nice warm memory on an otherwise grey winter day.

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