A Good Day

Here I am again.  This new venue is easier to post from and more difficult to post from.

Attila working under the stair landing.

Attila under the stairs.

It is easier to post from because the coding is already there, all I have to do is type and then click on Publish and the deed is done.

It is more difficult because it feels different, more distant, less my own.  That is because I have less control over this type of digital interface than I did with the hand-coded web site.  I don’t entirely trust this way of doing things, not in the long term.  That is because I have no intention of becoming a server software power user or a database/php guru.  If problems arise with those functions, I’ll be helpless to fix them myself.  My entries might be lost to me, forever.  I don’t trust database backups, because I don’t know how to restore the backup to its original glory.

This morning Attila and I sat over our morning coffee and discussed our game plan for the day.  I made a list of odd jobs I could accomplish, and suggested that he finish the job he started last week.  I wouldn’t normally press Attila on finishing a project, but this one involved emptying out a closet onto the family room floor.  I won’t be able to tolerate that mess for very long and it is in a high traffic area so it cannot remain “out of sight, out of mind”.  Nothing for it but to get the job done.

After a quick breakfast Attila and I tackled emptying the last shelf in the closet, so that he could crawl into the small space under the stair landing.  It is damp in there, and it smells musty.

The day I took possession of this house I found multiple mouse traps and dead mice in that little space under the landing.  The smell was intolerable.  We cleaned that out and haven’t looked at it since.  The mice are long gone, the bad smell a memory, but the mustiness remains.  Attila is adjusting the vapour barrier, the insulation and putting wallboard over the studs this morning.  He has already installed a grate in the stair riser so that fresh air will circulate and damp can escape.

Our 25 year old dehumidifier expired of old age a few weeks ago.  I bought a new one last week, one of the two left at the store.  It is doing its magic downstairs, removing the dampness from underneath the stair landing, slowly but surely.

We plan on packing up our Swede Saw and heading over to Caitrìona’s property later today. There is maple sapling, a very stubborn maple sapling, growing up under the side porch. Attila will crawl under the porch and remove the stump and most of the root.  We will also fetch water, as it is spring fed and makes excellent drinking water.

The sky is overcast this morning, but with any luck the sun will break through by this afternoon, making it a pleasant day for a drive.

Yesterday Harriet and I chatted over Skype.  Skype is not perfect, but it is so much more satisfying than email, chat, texting or telephone contact.  The biggest problem with Skype is that Harriet couldn’t share her dessert with me, and it did look good!

Worldly Distractions


“Man is so made that he can only find relaxation from one kind of labor by taking up another.”
Anatole France
(1844 – 1924)


Pressure:101.5 kPa
Visibility:16 km
Humidity:81 %
Wind:NE 5 km/h

Adjusting My Set

I’m on my way!

Iris in June

Iris in the June Garden

I’ve added a few of my own graphics to the site design and am now beginning to experiment with submitting entries.  The archives will remain on my static web site, as will my recipes, list of people I refer to (Cast), poetry and photography: all listed in the column to the right of this entry, under Favorites.

I’ll be testing these functions and pondering on the boring details of how to get things done; at least for a while.

Yesterday, before the rain started, I took a little tour of the garden. From a distance, this iris is hardly noticed.  How glad I was to have taken a closer look!

Attila works today, we are both working next Saturday.  I don’t mind working on a Saturday when Attila is working on Saturday, why not!  However, when Attila has one of his few two-day weekends I intend to be here at home with him.  I think his next weekend off is in August, and we are both looking forward to it.

We are in need of supplies, so a jaunt to the grocery store is in order at some point this weekend. We can drive 35 km to a centre with a few retail outlets, or drive 60 km to a centre with all the retail outlets we need to visit.  Those are our choices.  In our part of the country shops and services are few and far between, so one must make an outing of every shopping trip, and make sure to make a list and attain everything on it.

Of course there are shops in the local village, closer to our home.  These shops are meant to serve the seasonal residents and the prices are well beyond our means.  We don’t actually need to buy the most expensive cuts of meat available in Canada, or “exotic” foods like fresh salmon, smoked trout and imported cheeses.  The market is small in this little village, for tough cuts of meat (the ones we can afford) or sale items such as you see in chain grocery stores.  The difference in the price of a bag of milk, between our little local grocery and the nearest chain store 35 km away, is enough to pay for the fuel to travel 35 km times two.

In the summer this outing to purchase food and supplies is a source of pleasure.  In the winter it is another matter altogether.

Yesterday, despite my better judgement, I delivered a resume to a local business advertising for an office manager.  Sigh.  I want to give up, but something in me just keeps on trying to survive!  It will only take one tiny bit of good luck, just one thin wafer of good fortune, to put us back on our feet. Funny old world!

Worldly Distractions

On The Screen

Antonia’s Line

The DVD was defective, so we watched this video in two parts.  The first part we watched via the DVD player on the television set.  Then we watched the remainer of the movie on my computer, because the computer software was able to detect and skip the damaged area of the DVD.


“Computers make it easier to do a lot of things, but most of the things they make it easier to do don’t need to be done.”

Andy Rooney 1919-


Pressure:101.6 kPa
Visibility:16 km
Humidity:94 %
Wind:ESE 11 km/h

Setting Things Up

An RSS feed is the way things are done these days.  My original hand-coded online journal began in 1999, before the word blog came into being, before blog software for servers was introduced.  I created a site and uploaded my entries. Here it is June, 2010, I’m still creating a page for each entry and uploading it, just as I did in 1999.  I’d keep on doing it too, if it were not for RSS. Time for a change?

I’ve decided to give WordPress a go.  The skill set for customizing this server software is completely different than that used when designing a static web site.  I’ll be puttering for quite a while until I get things looking the way I want them to look.