The guest bed.  

Corner entertainment area. Really I just didn't have any wall spaces left for bookcases downstairs.  

This is the duvet over a chair in the guest room...this one is for the trundle bed underneath the daybed. 

This is the window of the guest room. The drop leaf has been refinished, thanks to the carelessness of the packers last year who secured it with tape all around.  

East wall of the Camping Room. This holds the tents, some photos I probably won't hang, paperwork, etc. 

Camping room, extra storage... 

This is the west wall of the camping room. It's got all the camping gear minus the tents.  

Kathman is watching for bird activity. Check out that tail... 

Parting shot from Kathman from his fave post. 

In Bowling Green, we stopped for a bite to eat at the Canyon Cafe. I highly recommend the Key Lime Martinis......complete with graham craker crust coated glass rims. Rather than having plain old plywood over closed store windows, BG does them up right, ala Hopper.

My friend Patricia came to visit for the weekend - my first visitor to the new place in Ohio!! We had a great time - even if it was not quite what we were expecting. We started off with a quick trip to Canada, a Detroit Detour, dinner and drinks in Bowling Green, and a few more drinks in Findlay. We explored all the Main Street shops in Findlay - yes, every single one - caught a movie, had more drinks, and hit Toledo on Sunday en route back to DTW in Detroit. Here's Patricia at the homestead.

This was the most interesting shot I could muster in Findlay over the weekend. It's an interesting staircase that must hve been a beast to weld.

In Bowling Green (OH, not KY), Patricia and I had to stop for a quick drink (read: restroom break). When I saw the Big Boy, I had to stop here....I thought this chain died with the Chevy Bel Air. Turns out Big Boy is still strong in Michigan and Ohio, at least.

This is the best possible view of Detroit. (Note: taken while heading to Canada). Probably shouldn't do that while driving across an international border / bridge.

So, on Friday, Patricia and I decided to go to Canada. Because it's close, and we could. It was a grey day but not quite rainy. Here we're crossing the Ambassador Bridge, spanning Detroit, Michigan, USA on one side, and Windsor, Ontario, Canada on the other. I find it interesting that, for some reason, the cable supports for the bridge spans do not appear on the photograph!