Marine Wax

I awoke very early, before first light. Those early hours were a time of quiet contemplation. Challenges, confusion, these are a bigger part of my life right now than peace, contentment and harmony. And yet, lying there in the quiet hours before the light crept into the room, what I mostly felt was acceptance. Acceptance that life is not what I want it to be, what I hoped it could be. Acceptance that challenges and confusion are about movement, the forces of the universe moving in their mysterious ways. No one, no matter how powerful they may be in the society of humans, controls the powers of the universe. Right now, most of what I feel is confusion, not pain, which is a step forward I believe.

What a glorious day! The sun shone brightly all day long, the temperature slowly rose to 15C. The wind blew hard, then settled into an intermittent breeze. Birds sang, squirrels performed acrobatics in trees, rabbits rested and nibbled on morsels in our yard, but not the garden.

There were so many choices on a day like today. Attila suggested going to Rideau Camp, I suggested getting started on the garden here at home, and in the end we stayed here at Mist Cottage.

Attila worked on his garden, digging out the composted soil from the rough compost at the back of the yard, and the compost bin, then adding it to expand the garden plot. Columbines that had grown beside the back step moved from that precarious position to well prepared beds along the fence and in the front yard. Lavender, planted where there was too much shade, was transplanted to a sunnier location.

I spent the day on the ladder, beside Iris the trailer. It took all day to apply the marine wax to the roof. The middle of the roof is tricky, it will not bear my weight, and the reach to the middle is long. To wax the middle section of the roof required standing on the next to top rung of the ladder. Oh so carefully I would ascend the ladder. Oh so carefully I would position my feet on that narrow rung, then lean and lean and lean over to reach the middle of Iris’ roof. Oh so carefully I would descend the ladder, then move it further along to the next section. In this way the entire roof received a well rubbed coat of marine wax. I must say, it looks great!

I stopped short of getting all the waxing done on the roof. The rounded back and front ends of the trailer are too high to reach from the ground, so perhaps tomorrow, or another weekend when Attila is around, I will finish that off. After that the rest of the job can be done standing on dear old terra firma.

The sun has disappeared for the day, slipping behind a few clouds before sinking below the horizon. It is 7:50 p.m. and still quite light out. Attila is still out in his garden. I am enjoying my easy chair, a well earned bit of rest.

Tomorrow, well who knows. Another day like today would not go amiss, weather permitting, that is certain!

Worldly Distractions


Date: 6:00 AM EDT Saturday 5 May 2018
Condition: Mainly Sunny
Pressure: 101.6 kPa
Tendency: Rising
Temperature: 4.6°C
Dew point: 4.1°C
Humidity: 97%
Wind: SSW 9 km/h
Visibility: 24 km


“Whenever evil befalls us, we ought to ask ourselves, after the first suffering, how we can turn it into good. So shall we take occasion, from one bitter root, to raise perhaps many flowers.”
Leigh Hunt
1784 – 1859

Leigh Hunt had an interesting life!

Yellow Hawkweed

The excitement of the new arrivals last weekend left everyone involved exhilarated and exhausted, including the new arrivals. Terra went home from the hospital on Tuesday, and travels daily to see the babies in NICU. Lares works near the hospital, so he drops in on the babies every morning before going to work. Terra says they are coming along just fine, Sunny being smaller, is a little behind Sky, but making progress every day. Terra says we can let her know a day or so ahead of time, sometime next week, and she will take us in to see them again. Luna is staying with her this week, and the two of them are there every day. Luna is going to bring Imp, Elf, and Tink to Terra’s house this weekend, and I think they are taking them in to see the Sunny and Sky.

Our lives are settling back down, now that our visiting is over, and we know that the babies are making good progress. The excitement has been disorienting, and as wonderful as babies are, we are grateful to be the Grandparents.

My Mom getting the all clear on her health issue is really something to celebrate! She is up and about, almost back to her former busy self. There are a few unpleasant side effects from the treatments that she is still having to deal with. Mom manages to work around them, she makes it look easy, and I am sure it isn’t.

We have had lots of rain, and the garden is looking voluptuous. We planted green beans, Scarlet Runner beans, two kinds of peppers, tomatoes, and the garlic that we were given by my sister. The peonies are blooming white and pink, and I am enjoying them picked and in vases in the living room and the kitchen, they smell wonderful. They remind me of my Granny’s house, she had peonies in her flower garden. Also blooming at the moment are the Columbine, Day Lilies, and Yellow Hawkweed wild in the lawn. I am very fond of the Yellow Hawkweed; it only blooms for a short time in the spring.

Yesterday Attila and I made a visit to the home improvement centre in town, and ordered the materials needed to upgrade our garden shed. The garden shed upgrade is this year’s project, our big investment of the season. Currently it cannot be used because the roof leaks, and had done so for many, many years before we bought the house. The interior of the shed is full of mildew and wasps. Attila has killed the wasps, and destroyed their nests, and the mildew will go with the old materials when they are removed and taken to the dump.

Tonight Attila began the project by clearing the vegetation from around the base of the shed, and trimming all the branches from the adjacent tree, the ones that overhang the shed.

I hope we can finish the shed by the end of the month, which may be a bit optimistic. I have my finger’s crossed.

My evening project was to spray Attila’s new socks, six pairs, recently washed, with permethrin. I have been waiting to do this, but the wind has been too strong for spraying. The evening was calm, so I took the window of opportunity to don my protective long sleeved shirt, long pants, latex gloves, and a breathing mask. I hung all the socks in a row on the line, and set to with the spray bottle. The socks will be left overnight to dry on the line, and after breakfast tomorrow morning I will gather them together and store them with the rest of Attila’s bug proof clothing.

Slowly we are getting back to enjoying the little day-to-day things in our own lives again.

Worldly Distractions


Date: 9:00 PM EDT Thursday 9 June 2016
Condition: Mainly Clear
Pressure: 101.2 kPa
Tendency: rising
Visibility: 24 km
Temperature: 14.6°C
Dewpoint: 1.6°C
Humidity: 41%
Wind: NW 12 km/h


“He hoped and prayed that there wasn’t an afterlife. Then he realized there was a contradiction involved here and merely hoped that there wasn’t an afterlife.”
Douglas Adams
1952 – 2001