Young Memphis

I was looking at some old photos this morning and came across a couple beauties…

Here’s Tuffy P with Memphis before we even brought her home.

And here’s Memphis as a little pup, out in the back yard with Jerry.

Food

I came across this amongst my files this afternoon. A few years ago, I was doing some fly fishing and camping on the Upper Michigan Penninsula when I saw this sign at the side of the road. Food. Not burgers and fries; not pasties; not smoked whitefish; not all day breakfast; just food. You need it. We got it. I recall two things clearly from that trip (besides this sign). One was an enormous herd of deer I saw early one morning on the road up to Gwinn. Another was a sudden rainstorm so violent that visibility on the road became almost non-existent. It was a scary moment.

Obviously the colours in the photo have been enhanced, making it appear kind of like an old colour postcard.