This shot of my parents was made a couple of weeks ago.
It is shot outside what we still sometimes call “the stables”, though it has not held livestock for 40 years or more.
Since then it has held a workshop and a pottery studio.
Gradually the building name has shifted to “the pottery”.
I remember when that saw blade came into the family when I was a kid.
My recollection is that we stopped at a sawmill in Boston Bar in the Fraser Canyon.
Somehow my dad acquired the saw blade and attached it on top of the box trailer we always used on those summer outings.
Did someone help lift all that steel on to the trailer?
I remember wondering what would happen if it broke free at 60 mph and went flying down the road.
Canon 7N, EF 50mm f1.4 lens, Ilford XP2