Mini-challenge #597: Around the house

I agree, a sensible and  a high-potential theme. Unfortunately, we are visiting out of province, and I have problems with my heart; I can’t get around much without incurring arrhythmia.

Mina J wrote:

Ed B wrote:

Just thought I'd contribute, for the fun of it. Nothing special, and I didn't have the camera held level (quick snapshot) but it's the only around the house picture I've taken lately.

Looking forward to seeing everyone's pictures.

It truly is a beautiful photo. Everything fits perfectly.

Mina

Thank you, Mina. It's not anything special, but it turned out okay.

I don't often post in this forum, but read the threads often, and have seen some of the great images you've also posted.

Yes, home-made from scratch with our own berries!

You may notice a scrape on my wife's chin.  She fell off her bike a few days earlier.  And may I introduce Lucy....she's a seven-year-old Italian Greyhound.

dolivaw wrote:

These loving couple on our kitchen counter, were actually intruders in search of a place to make their nest. (SX710, at 750mm. I don't know why sometimes LR cuts off the EXIF.)

Winner!

Thanks.

The first two images were taken at -as I call it- "the Hill" a couple of 100 m far from my house. At the time my parents bought our piece of ground, this area was a landfill. Originally it had been a clay mine for the brick factories in the district. After the mine was depleted, the empty hole became a landfill. With my brother and with my father we would drive there some weekend (when no garbage cars came) to look after useful stuff. We found wonderful objects indeed. Many basalt cubes, I still have them, a huge piece of iron cuboid which we would use as an anvil. Large and heavy it was, it was not possible to lift it into the car, we pulled it tied behind the car. It was possible because the street was not paved, it was a dirt road. A shoe factory dumped there the wasted (rejected) shoes. A neighbor would gather them and in the winter would heat (!) with them.

As the hole got filled little by little, the roads changed, and every time we went there, the landscape (if I can call it so) was different. It was an apocalyptic scene every time, and it was fun and a thrill go there. Boy, those were the days!

Later the vicinity got more densely populated, and we complained about the smell and the plastic bags flown by the wind and the junk was regularly covered by each time with a layer of soil, and at the end all was covered with earth and became a kind of wild park. With the advantage that no building can be built there upon this not so solid ground.