Friday, April 1, 2011

Fool's Day

Today finds me playing the part of the fool.  Not only did I think that the date was the 30th of March, but I had to be convinced it was April 1st by going online and checking the date.  I've been scrambling to get my  other site updated since a lot of folks see it daily, so I'll change up this one tomorrow once I've had a chance to work with some of the photos I took on my walk today.

It wasn't pouring today, but it was more than misty wet, kind of like a steady drip.  Still, it didn't deter us from tramping up and down the streets of Sherwood Forest.  Nothing like walking around the streets of an area to uncover the 'feel' of the neighborhood.  Keith was a bit grumpy today, but I managed to tickle a smile out of him before we started off, and about 10 minutes later, he was nodding off in Bev's backpack carrier.

Here's where we went today ...

It struck me as a tad humourous that Robin Hood meets up with King Richard since that is the beginning and end of the story.


While we were wandering along, Bev and I discussed both the tales of Robin Hood .. she's not read the original, but has seen a variation or two that I have missed .. and of Sherlock Holmes.  We're both fans.  In turn, it lead us to discussions of our favorite Holmesian actors .. the Neuman house favours Jeremy Brett.  



I think Mr. Ney may have been a fan of the stories of Robin Hood, but may have been a tad confused on stories since these next streets have generously been added to the Nanaimo Sherwood Forest lore via their inclusion in the neighbourhood.



While we were on Jester Way, I shot a picture of the cul de sac so you could see more than just the signposts, fun as those are. 

And while I was doing that, these lovely women (we ran into them again later and chatted for a but) popped around the corner and I giggled about their adorable dogs, thinking that my brother Jamie would have a word to two to say about dogs wearing matching rain jackets.  Yes, Jamie, this is how it's done in the city.

After getting back to the car and toodling off homeward along a road I've never taken before, I came across this road and knew I had to share it with you, along with a view of the house across from this sign, which seems somehow like it 'just belongs.'


And lastly, happy birthday to my brother Ian.  Hope your day was filled with sunshine and the promise of great golfing to come!

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