Granny’s Porch, where she and I shelled peas, sitting on wooden kitchen chairs, after picking them from the garden down the road. How sweet the peas tasted; I still love peas. Sleep has been catching up with me; last night’s deep, sound sleep was very welcome. Life is very quiet at the moment. So quiet… Continue reading Sweeping Clean the Corners
Day-To-Day
It is 1:35 a.m., and here I am, wide awake. Attila has been working long, long hours for the last few weeks. He leaves before 6:00 a.m. and arrives home after 6:00 p.m. When he arrives home he is exhausted, and “peopled out”, after having dealt with other people, and the demands of careful, cheerful… Continue reading Day-To-Day
The Camp
Attila and I spent our day off at the camp. Tree felling was suspended for the day, as the brush from the previously felled trees still needed to be gathered and stacked. Attila did the brush clearing at the camp, while I setup the rocket stove temporarily at Granny and Grandpa’s house. Yesterday, Sunday, the… Continue reading The Camp
Waiting
Nothing happening right now except waiting, waiting, waiting. It is not my favourite activity. Mist, well, she thinks that waiting is just another excuse for a nap. I work at occupying my mind with pleasant thoughts; thoughts that focus on what is right in the world. One of them concerns cooking at the camp. We… Continue reading Waiting
First Visit
Saturday, May 31, 2014 Last night, when Attila arrived home late from work, after having worked overtime, we had a quick supper, loaded the car with bug spray, loppers, and cleaning supplies, and headed towards the camp. Upon arrival I geared up, with rubber boots, layers of long sleeved shirts, head net over hat with… Continue reading First Visit