We had a few days at the beach in early August. We all rode bikes, we walked, some of us went running at sunrise, we sat on the beach, played in the sand, ate and drank. Wore plenty of sunblock and needed lots of insect repellant for the wildlife refuge. No sunburn or shipwrecks and nobody drowned. We also saw a big NASA rocket launched (see separate page). Various photographers. You can hover on the edge of a photo to a show description and pause the slideshow — then un-hover to resume the slideshow.
Author: edwinridout
Sunday night Zoom
Three-Legged Table

Here’s our new three-legged table, created by our next-door neighbor Jack Murray and presented to us as a gift. I had been saving that hunk of oak in the garage for 15 or 20 years, intending to try some woodwork myself. Deciding I was never going to get around to it, rather than put it on the firewood pile I asked Jack if he’d like it for his own woodworking hobby. Thank you, Jack!

The Tunnel
SRCS concert: Let’s Drink!

June 25th, Stafford Regional Choral Society’s light opera concert, “Let’s Drink”, led by Jason Michael. Program: A Capella Overture, arr Andy Beck (Fidelio, Barber of Seville, Die Fledermaus, Magic Flute, Figaro, William Tell); Chorus of the Hebrew Slaves, from Nabucco; the Drinking Song from the Student Prince; Finale from the Gondoliers; Humming Chorus from Madama Butterfly; Italian Street Song from Naughty Marietta; Polovetsian Maidens from Prince Igor; Soldiers’ Chorus from Gounod’s Faust; Anvil Chorus from Verdi’s Il Trouvatore; Stouthearted Men from New Moon. Concert stream may still be available on You-Tube below. Pictured above, front and center, director Jason Michael, and to his left, basses Ken Todd, William Schall, Arthur Les Johnson, Edwin Ridout, Jonathan Shell, then, in blue, accompanist Cathy Hoskins.
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That’s not a deer
The wildlife camera took a thousand pictures over three weeks in June. We were looking for shots of the deer eating the snowball flowers. Only just noticed this one. Red-shouldered hawk? Hawks have often nested in our tall trees and we hear their screaming regularly, but don’t as often see them clearly, or near the ground.











