One For The Books

Here is one for the books, or the blog. I was just sitting here at my computer working on my book, when I heard the garbage collection truck coming down the street. Normal. Then my mind wandered and I found myself thinking, “well here is another Monday morning, another week begins.” What! This is Friday, the beginning of a weekend. My week was pleasant enough that I unconsciously equated it with a weekend. This is a first. Wow, pinch me!

Last Sunday night Attila loaded about a third of the combustible debris from the old garden shed into Tank, and we took it to the Rideau Camp, where I burned it to ash. Then on Wednesday, when Attila arrived home from work, we repeated the exercise, then we had two thirds of the job done. Last night Attila loaded the last of the combustibles into Tank and off we went once again, and I burned all of that to ash. The entire garden shed has been reduced to a pile of ashes.

Garden Shed before. Actually, what you see in the picture is mostly the siding and the plastic roof, which we didn’t burn but will be taking to the landfill site. It was the wood holding all this together that we carted out to the Camp to burn.
Shed June Reno 1
Garden Shed after.
Garden shed in ashes

My Mom is doing very well. Mom likes hot weather, so the now that the summer has arrived she is in her element! I am missing her!

Sunny and Sky, the preemie Grandbabies, are doing well. Terra is looking very happy.

This weekend we will be focused on moving the shed project along. This morning, after I hung a load of laundry on the clothes line in the back porch, I took a tote and filled it with wood chips that were left after Attila hauled away all the combustible wood from the former garden shed. It was quite a mess, which took about an hour of bending down to the grass to pick out the bits and pieces. My back told me in no uncertain terms that that was enough of that for the day, so I will postpone hoeing the garden until early tomorrow morning. When it is hot, I try to go for my daily walk and do any outdoor tasks before 9 a.m. when the temperature begins to ascend.

Tonight, well tonight our big excitement is making croutons. We can turn on the oven and the air conditioning at the same time, when the hydro is half price after 7 p.m.

Worldly Distractions


Date: 1:00 PM EDT Friday 24 June 2016
Condition: Mainly Sunny
Pressure: 102.0 kPa
Tendency: rising
Visibility: 24 km
Temperature: 21.1°C
Dewpoint: 13.2°C
Humidity: 60%
Wind: SSE 13 km/h
Humidex: 24
Sunny. High 27 except 21 near Lake Ontario. Humidex 30. UV index 8 or very high.
Clear. Low 12.
Sat, 25 Jun Mainly sunny. High 28 except 22 near Lake Ontario. Humidex 31.
Night Clear. Low 14.


“It is our choices…that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.”
J. K. Rowling

Chopping Down Trees

We spent the day at the Rideau Camp. It was sunny, beautiful, and chilly, with a high of 10C. I kept the fire going, which is job of constant activity, breaking sticks into lengths and feeding them into the fire. Attila brought his chain saw and felled two dead trees, chopped them up, pulled the brush near the fire pit so that I could break the branches up and burn them, and stacked the logs neatly. A good days work. The Camp looks better every time we visit it, and it feels like home already.

We saw large birds circling in the sky, as we did last weekend. We think they might be eagles, or perhaps they are turkey vultures, we don’t know. We heard owls hooting off in the bush. We saw a Mallard Duck swimming in our little wetland. We heard the call of two Pileated Woodpeckers. And we were visited by a half dozen black flies as the evening drew near, around 6 p.m. As long as the black flies do not swarm, I don’t mind them too much.

My Mom was in to see her doctor, and the doctor says that everything is good. She will go for a CT Scan in a few weeks time, just to check it out. The healing is progressing slowly. Mom should be feeling tickety boo by the time the warm weather finally arrives.

One of the two trees that Attila felled today. He thinks it was an Elm, it had been dead for quite some time.
Felled tree
The brush pile and stacked firewood, all done at the end of the day. The sun was beginning to set as we packed up to leave, just after this photo was taken.
Stacked firewood
When I was a child the bush around the farm was carpeted with these flowers every spring. What fond memories I have of wandering in the bush with my brothers and sisters. We called these flowers Tiger Lilies, Mom called them Dog Tooth Violets, their official name is Erythronium Americanum, they are also sometimes called Trout Lilies.

Worldly Distractions


Date: 9:00 PM EDT Saturday 23 April 2016
Condition: Mainly Clear
Pressure: 102.0 kPa
Visibility: 24 km
Temperature: 5.4°C
Dewpoint: 0.4°C
Humidity: 70%
Wind: NNE 7 km/h


“We must be willing to get rid of the life we’ve planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.”
Joseph Campbell
1904 – 1987

It took a long time for this piece of wisdom to play out in my life, thank goodness I lived long enough for it to come to fruition.