Every time I clicked the shutter, this duck was showing his ass-etts and getting something to eat on the bottom of Lake Tomahawk. It must be hard when you're all bouant and meant to float.
The Coot was busy preening, so out of a dozen photos I got one of his face!
The Japanese Maple still has some color.
A strange tasting (but good) "snickerdoodle" and cup of tea at a new bakery, opened in the same location as one of the old favorites in town...now the "Open Oven." My conversation continued for a while about whether anyone else's recipe for snickerdoodles included orange extract, as my mother's did.
Open Oven is a breakfast/lunch venue, on Church Street, looking at the side of the Methodist Church.
