Monday, May 13, 2013

Full!

Mental pleasures never cloy;
unlike those of the body,
they are increased by repetition,
approved by reflection,
and strengthened by enjoyment.
             Charles Caleb Colton



I was following close behind brother Dios and his lovely wife Jonquil while driving down a back road behind their van with a belly full of fresh homemade pancakes smothered with real Canadian Maple Syrup. We had just finished enjoying a free breakfast at the Case IH Dealer, I may have eaten too much but kept focusing on where I was heading. I could not wait to get to the place I have been trying to find for a while now.

 This is a road I usually get turned around on while always becoming distracted by the views of beautiful barns and scenery. This road can be a little tricky if you are like me and forget what you are doing while looking for those hidden gems lurking behind the well-manicured lawns and beautiful houses. I am always looking for those beautiful barns some of them falling down behind those beautiful homes. This is why I ultimately take wrong turns driving towards barns I can see off in the distance and not really paying attention to those all-important road signs.


I never really cared if, or usually when I get lost on most days but I had promised my Mom I would be there later to bring her a sweet surprise, and no it was not pancakes smothered in Maple Syrup which were very sweet indeed but a bag of Jelly Beans, something which my poor Mom finds herself hopelessly addicted to. I always try to find ways to feed that addiction. There is a store somewhere on the way that I should be able to pick up the bag of those sweets that always put that incredible smile on her face, unless of course I take the wrong turn as usual and end up somewhere up North again with no store in sight.

I could see Dios in his rear view mirror looking back and watching to make sure I was following him closely and not getting distracted, I did notice he slowed down when he seen my slowing down to see the sights, he never lost track of me though, I am grateful. I did not give into those strong urges to pull over quickly, jump out and take some photos, something I would have done had he not be guiding me.


Suddenly we round the bend and there it was I was so excited. Dios drove across the bridge and I immediately parked before the bridge and jumped out, he waves for me to cross the bridge, probably a safer spot, so in I jump and proceeded across the bridge. I took my time and listened to the soft rubber tires of the Jeep on the decking of the steel bridge. With my window down I could hear the water rushing below and the sound of this rubber on steel combining to make sweet music. I look up to see the incredible Old Mill which I had been seeking.

Parking right behind Dios I knew this was where we would part company as he had things to do and so did I. I thanked him and Jonquil and promised to show them photos of what I captured. Dios just before jumping back in the van turns to remind me “Remember turn left at the fork in the road.” I was saying OK but honestly I was already thinking of the best angle to capture this Old Mill and maybe was a tad bit distracted. I said Goodbye and Thank you and went to grab Leo (my camera) from her case. I watched as the van drove down the road and did not pay any attention to which way it turned.


I stood on the bridge with Leo in my hand, the dark coloured water rushing below splashing on the side of the steel supports of the bridge as it made its way around a gaping hole in the wall where I imagined a big wooden water wheel had once turned with that rushing water then in turn would make the wheel inside the Old Mill turn making the stone grist wheel grind. I imagined the men inside worked long hard days in the dust bagging up the grain that was ground and bagged for flour. I am not sure how this worked or even if this was a grist mill but this is where my imagination took me.


Today all I could hear was the splashing water, the singing of the Sparrows that flitted about from branch to branch, and the chorus of croaking frogs ; this in turn soothing any worries and troubles I may have carried to this beautiful spot with me. I tried to imagine the worries and troubles the workers in this old mill were dealing with during those long, long days back then. There is no way I could really know; I only know we are the lucky ones. This old mill was showing our past, this newer bridge showing our present, I can only imagine our future.


After about an hour and with my belly still full, my camera card full and my soul full of peace and happiness I jumped back into the Jeep to head out in search of those Jelly Beans. I found myself looking left then right sitting at the fork in the road I hesitated for one moment and turned left. Life is good. I needed that.


Later

48 comments:

  1. Oh, what a wonderful adventure and thank you so much for sharing it. To find the old and the new together like that was amazing. Glad too that you chose the left fork of the road and all ended well and I am sure you found those jelly beans for your mum. xx

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  2. Oh my goodness- what a wonderful trip! I would have loved to have experienced that myself. I'm so glad you got to view all that loveliness and that you then took the time to write about it for us~

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  3. The best stories are found right here.

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  4. It's moments like that...
    Glad you had one of those days :)

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  5. Thank you for taking me along on this wonderful trip! Your photos are wonderful!

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  6. I can almost taste those pancakes...maple syrup is the best! You find some really neat places, Buttons...thanks for taking us along on your adventure again!

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  7. Love those old mills -- I imagine how bustling they must have been back in the day.

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  8. This post was full of good things; maple syrup, jelly beans, good friends, history, birdsong... ah.... sounds like a wonderful day.

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  9. you will have to venture to Bruce county sometime Buttons- I have five of those steel bridges within a ten minute bike ride of my home. My husband and his brothers used to climb and walk the tops whilst children( and have lived to tell the tale)

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  10. You and Leo work well together... You can make an old decaying building look beautiful.

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  11. Interesting bridge, and I do also like the building. Glad you had a great time...Hugs M xox

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  12. the old mill is cool. i really liked that bendy stream photo!

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  13. Oh what a terrific little stream! That mill was probably very productive in it's day! Did you find jelly beans for your mom?

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  14. Those moments when we stop, and take the photos are the ones that make it more then just a photo.

    It makes it a memory.

    Beautiful shots of a character filled building.

    You have done it justice.

    Jen

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  15. You got some great shots! I love old mills, and you captured the old with the new bridge so nicely. I hope you found those jelly beans. My dad loved them, too.

    Now I'm thinking about pancakes with maple syrup. Yum.

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  16. I needed this post this morning. It is beyond meaningful and beautiful. I like how in English those few letters ~ ful ~ are added behind meaning and beauty, to make those words so full. Interesting, but that's not why I'm here. I am here to once again read something full of wonder. Thank you Buttons.

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  17. When I was reading this, I felt it was me in the posting! I too, have a heartfelt wonder of those beautiful things around us! Oh, the history....I so enjoyed this post! And yes, LIFE is GOOD! Blessings~~~Roxie

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  18. Such interesting history and lovely photos. Glad you had a nice ride. Hope your mom enjoyed the jelly beans and that you both had a great Mother's Day!

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  19. A wonderful adventure you had !Thanks for taking us along . Lovely photos ! We have a bridge like that just up the road from us it was built in the 1700s . Thanks for sharing ! Have a good day !

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  20. I was so sure you were going to turn right! What a lovely story and the photos are magic... I too love to imagine the history of old work buildings.

    Blessings, Debbie

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  21. It all sounds wonderful Buttons! Love the photos and the narrative.

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  22. B-what a beautiful distraction! And I just love the sound of water rushing under a bridge!! Hugs! xx

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  23. When I start driving here, I have no idea how I will be able to look at the road and bit at the big Canadian barns everywhere! So easy to lose yourself in a dream!!

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  24. What a great find! Sometimes it is so tempting to stop and look at things you see on a drive. Love these photos!

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  25. Yep. You're an Artist all right . . (grin)

    love & love,
    -g-

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  26. I'm so glad you didn't get distracted by all the beautiful old barns this time! That old mill is gorgeous!! :)

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  27. Hello! Very nice blog and interesting posts, great atmosphere.
      Have a nice day. :)
    Welcome to our blog about photography. +
    I hope you also enjoy it with us.

    Greetings!

    "Do what you love is not even that, but anyway"

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  28. oh leo sure is livin' the good life!!

    i think he would have liked the mill best ;)))

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  29. B,

    I love the stories you tell and the pictures you and Leo take.

    Thank you for allowing us to relive your stories.

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  30. You had me at pure maple syrup. Now I'm hungry.

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  31. What a wonderful story teller you are. And you take pretty darn good photos as well..

    Hugs~

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  32. Your photos tell a story begun with your narrative and lead the imagination to ponder....

    You are brave to be left in such a lonely place! Sometimes, Buttons, I worry about you! But the photos are beautiful. Glad you didn't get lost and how nice of you to find your Mother her favorite treat.

    Now I must make myself some pancakes..... Hugs, xoxo

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  33. Oh, I would LOVE to find that old mill and photograph it myself! :)

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  34. I so love exploring the countryside. when my kids were babies and I just needed them to sleep, I would drive south until I hit some country roads. I hate the 80km/h speed limit though...I just want to go 50 and enjoy the view! I never once got lost, but that's more due to the grid-system of country roads around here than any virtue of mine. I love your pictures, thanks for sharing!

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  35. Sounds like a truly wonderful day. I need a day like that! Just me and my dog and my camera

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  36. I can see why that scenery would distract you! We really do live in a beautiful country :)

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  37. wonderful photos ! and I love Jelly Beans too

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  38. Still stuck on, "homemade pancakes smothered with real Canadian Maple Syrup." The old mill photos were classic.

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  39. A beautiful old mill- I would love to see that. Hope you found some jelly beans for your mom!

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  40. That was just lovely. I love reading your post. I've been out of the loop for awhile your post made me smile. There's a lot going on with my family right now. So I don't have much time to blog right now. I really miss it and my friends.

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  41. Nice story; great shots ! Love those bridges and relics of the past (we have similar ones in our neck of the woods).

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  42. This was a lovely narrative, Buttons. Like you I love trying to imagine what the past was like and can immerse myself in those thoughts, but I can't write about them like you can :-)

    I'm so glad I stopped by for a visit this morning. xoxoxo

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  43. road travels to sights unknown! Love it!

    (the and B&W's of the mill are perfect!)

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  44. marvelous captures, buttons! i love all the detail on that old brick. the stream is probably too cold yet for wading in, but it looks ripe for toe-dipping to me. ;)

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