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We lost nearly the last of the apples last night and Bazza and I chased off a fat, shiny black bear at the top of our hike this morning. He (probably) took off up the steep slope above us and would stop, turn and look at us every little while. Bazza was a very good dog and stayed close but gave a warnng bark when they met. There have been so many apples this year that I am starting to feel happy about sharing. This is fill-up time for the bears and I expect that this is a good year for them.

Another thought: When not painting, I like to fill sketch books with anything that comes into my head. Sometimes I'm inspired by what may be on the CBC at the time. Bless the CBC! It is a much needed resource when one lives away from towns.