It rained last night. The autumn has provided us with enough rainfall to refresh the trees and plants, so much so that Attila is cutting the lawn. The last time the lawn was cut was just before Labour Day (first weekend in September), and before that it was in June. This morning I had a… Continue reading Thanksgiving

Last night the temperature dropped even lower than the night before, so we have had a second night of frost. Luckily we had harvested all the plants that are vulnerable to frost, and covered the plants that although vulnerable, might just produce a bit more if kept alive. A neighbour just offered us the last… Continue reading Frost Again!

We had our first frost last night. Our morning walk included seeing our breath, very chilly. I wore my Cowichan sweater and was toasty warm, it is such a great sweater, it is thirty three years old this year. And the Hollyhocks are still managing to boast blooms. We love Hollyhocks! Attila harvested all of… Continue reading 2025 Autumn: First Frost

Standing at the kitchen sink I silently watched a natural drama unfold. A fox caught a black squirrel in the next door neighbour’s back yard. The chase, then the kill, it was all over in only a few minutes. Then the fox took his treasure into the cover of the forest. That is the way… Continue reading Dull as Dishwater

I find a common criticism of older people, that they (we if we are lucky) live in the past, quite silly. First, the past is where our parents live/lived, our grandparents, our friends of youth. It is where we made life changing decisions, for good or ill. The past is where the world was new… Continue reading “Golden Memories”