Some people asked to see more Hamlin Grange photos.
I heard you.
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Have a great day, friends.
Hamlin Grange — my esteemed blog photographer– has many fans in my blogging community. So today I’m sharing a few of my favourites from his photo collection. I hope you will enjoy them.
Congrats, Hamlin, and thanks for allowing me to share these beautiful images on my blog.
N.B. Please be sure to get Hamlin’s permission before using his images.
My favourite photographer Hamlin Grange took these pictures of our garden, which is still thriving in mid-September.
Of course, he complains — like a diva: “That’s not even my best work!” But I love these pix, so I’m sharing them. Here goes:
We are grateful to have inherited a host of phlox from previous owners — 6 different shades in all.
(I wanted to say “a flock of phlox”, but it doesn’t quite work, does it?)
They, and this special shrub (below) from our friend Les, bloom in late summer and attract bees and butterflies.
(Perhaps “flock” would work better here? “A flock of bees and butterflies!”)
There’s fragrant hosta, rudbeckia and other stuff too.
It’s a blessing to have a blooming garden this late in the Canadian summer! The weather has been mild — call it summer in September — and we are grateful.
All photos are by Hamlin Grange.
Life is strange, isn’t it?
There my husband and I were, a year ago, in a pub in Newcastle, Ontario.
We were meeting with our younger daughter’s future in-laws to plan the wedding.
We were all nervous. The kids were totally in love and getting married. But what if their parents disagreed — about everything?
Then my husband started telling jokes about country life (we once lived on a farm) and our encounters with wildlife and everyone dissolved into laughter. Loud, boisterous laughter. It broke the ice and everything went well.
There was a couple at the next table. Daughter and I went over to apologize for our loudness.
The couple introduced themselves. The husband also gave me a book and introduced himself as the book’s author.
My daughter said: “That’s funny. My mom’s an author too!”
We all ended up talking. About books. And weddings. And marriages.
Meanwhile, my blog series on Ebor House was a big hit at last year’s Doors Open Clarington tour. The printed version was a fundraiser for Doors Open.
This year, I told co-chairs Marilyn Morawetz and Bernice Norton that I’d volunteer again for Doors Open Clarington: I’d write about another house. As with Ebor House before I wrote that series, the owners were strangers to me.
Then life went nuts. Over 3 months, Marilyn gently nudged me — repeatedly.
Finally, Hamlin decided to take a break from his busy schedule to help me out: he kindly agreed to drive us there and take the photos.
When we arrived at The Grange, hosts and visitors stared at each other. Then we warmly embraced and laughed together. Nick and Wendy Boothman were the couple we met in the Newcastle pub!
It was a lovely visit.
Wendy drove us to see Screaming Hill.
Then Nick took Hamlin to photograph the barn and the grounds, while Wendy and I stayed in the house and talked.
It reminds me that one must leave room for the unexpected. And that the thing called serendipity is sometimes, strangely, within our gift.
Thanks to Hamlin Grange, Nick and Wendy Boothman, and Marilyn, Bernice and the Doors Open Clarington team.