My Body Remembers

The Obus seat cover is complete! It is made with a simple stitch, and of a simple design. A single crochet stitch was used to create a “cylinder” to slip over the seat cushion, using worsted cotton yarn and a 5 mm crochet hook. The seat cover “cylinder” is open at both ends, designed to stretch slightly across the width of the cushion. It will not shift or bunch, and can be removed and thrown in the washing machine for cleaning. It has taken a very long time to complete this project. I may forget how to do a single crochet in future, but relearning it will be like riding a bycycle, my body will remember how as soon as I get going.

Last month I purchased an Artbin Yarn Drum from amazon dot ca. The only issue with it has been that the soft fabric sides collapse, so that the yarn does not rotate well when used from the outside of the skein. An 8 ½ by 11 sheet of cardboard worked until the drum was moved, then it shifted and failed to hold the walls of the drum rigid. A visit to the Dollar Store solved the problem for $1.25, the cost of a round plastic basket that now acts as a liner for the drum.

There are four devices that will record images in this household. One is an iPad, the sole domain of Attila. Two are computers with built in cameras. One is a digital camera, which must be connected by a cable to the usb port of one of the computers to download images. The iPad and computers are seldom used to record images. The camera requires connecting cables, and exporting images from proprietary Apple software, before they can be worked with. More and more these multiple steps act to impede the inclusion of images on the pages of this journal. The completion of the seat cushion has inspired an effort to take photographs and export them so that they can be shared.

DSCF0585 seat cushionThis is the newly crocheted cushion cover on the Obus seat. Since my skin reacts to synthetic fibres, and the original covering on the seat is made of synthetic fibres, the 100% cotton cover means there will be no worries about bare skin coming into contact with synthetics. Now, to consider how to crochet a cover for the Obus back support. It need not be so sturdy and close stitched as the seat, as it will receive less wear. It will not be made with single crochet stitch, that is for certain!

DSCF0592 artbin plastic linerThe yarn drum, sporting a lovely lime green plastic liner.

The temperature remains below average, but the clouds and the rain have finally moved on, and the sun is shining this morning. Yesterday morning it was snowing, with no accumulation, but snowing. The rain was intense this past week, and there was flooding in our area, but nothing so drastic as that experienced in Quebec and Ottawa. We had installed a sump pump some years ago, when water was coming into the basement due to a broken water main, in our front yard. It hadn’t run again until this past week, and it has had a good workout. The ground water level beneath the house rose to the level of the basement floor, at which point the sump pump worked for hours to lower the level of water. Now the water level is down a few feet below the level of the floor, our battle with groundwater was won, this time. The basement is dry, for now.

Outfitting Iris the trailer for the camping season had begun before the cold and rain arrived last week. Since there was no evidence of rodents having entered the trailer over the winter, it was safe to bring in the foam twin mattress, purchased from IKEA last year. After the mattress roll was uncoiled from its packaging, and had a few days to fully expand, it was covered with a full mattress cover, meant to prevent bed bugs from getting in, but intended in this case to prevent insects of any kind getting near the mattress itself. That is as far as the camping preparations went before the weather turned very nasty.

My thoughts are roving towards Iris once again. There are new curtains to press and hang. Attila’s front bunk needs a lot of attention. The seat cushions that I slept on last summer were moved to the front bunk, which is now three cushions deep, and hopefully will be more comfortable for Attila. But the catch is that the added cushions are not full length, so that supports must be found and installed under them so that Attila will sleep on a level surface. To that end, a very nifty wood box was snatched up out of the box bin at the local grocery store, the corner posts sawed off, to be used as a support under the bottom layer of cushions.

DSCF0594 iris trailer front bunkThis is the front bunk with all three seat cushions piled up high. The shortest one is on the bottom, with the wooden box beside it. The middle one is longer, but not full length, and it is propped up with a plastic tray, a discard from a produce department. The top cushion is slightly raised at the foot. It remains to be seen if this arrangement will be comfortable for Attila. We are looking forward to our first night out to find out.

DSCF0599 lungwort in bloom

The Lungwort in front of the house, blooming. The dandelions are a riot of yellow in our yard. I like it, but the neighbours use some chemical to prevent them from growing in their yards. The birds and the bees like to be around us, that counts for a lot in our universe.


Date: 8:00 AM EDT Wednesday 10 May 2017
Condition: Partly Cloudy
Pressure: 102.1 kPa
Tendency: Rising
Temperature: 5.2°C
Dew point: 0.4°C
Humidity: 71%
Wind: N 8 km/h
Visibility: 24 km


“Our houses are such unwieldy property that we are often imprisoned rather than housed in them.”
Henry David Thoreau
1817 – 1862

This is one of those statements that is only true under certain circumstances. Attila and I felt the country house to be an unwieldy property, because it was so much work and held us so close. Mist Cottage is almost the opposite, a haven and sn anchor point to return to after a wander.
I think of all those people in their huge houses, all over Canada, and how much care and expense those houses exact, and I think that Mr. Thoreau’s point very apt in such instances.


There is flooding all around us! It began to rain on Thursday night, then we had heavy rainfall all day Friday, and it has rained all day today. Luckily we had installed a sump pump when the water main was broken in front of our house, which is carrying away the water accumulating below the floor of our basement. So far we are unscathed.

Many roads are closed, basements flooded, and the creeks and streams are running deep and fast and dangerous.


A typical breakfast. The muffin is chock full of goodness, oats, sunflower seeds, flax seeds, raisins, an egg, crushed pineapple, desiccated coconut; it does also include a few tablespoons of chocolate chips, and I add two tablespoons of brown sugar to the recipe, so it is just a wee bit sinful. I measure the water I drink at breakfast, to make sure I get the correct amount recommended for taking the medication which must be taken with food and water.

On Thursday Terra called me and asked me if I wanted to take a trip to IKEA with her and Sunny and Sky. Who could say no, not me! Off we went and had a lovely time walking for hours and hours to see all the sights. Sunny is crawling now, and can pull herself up into a standing position. Somehow she discovered how to pull on her harness in the stroller, hard enough so that the back of the seat rose with her so that she could stand holding onto the back of the seat in front of her, Sky’s seat in the stroller. She stood, hands gripped tightly on the back of the front seat, little eyes and a nose just peeking above it, watching everything around her. So tiny and determined! Sky was content to sit in his seat, charming passers by with his big blue eyes and captivating smile. It is so much fun to walk around with these little characters. Sunny wasn’t feeling well on the drive back, I think she overdid it standing the whole time we were strolling through the store. Terra said she recovered quickly once she got her home, changed her diaper and clothes and cuddled for a while.

Friday I had my doctor’s appointment to discuss my bone density test and ultrasound. My bone density is normal, that is a blessing. The ultrasound showed cysts in one kidney, and some very large gallstones. Neither issue is serious, but he will keep an eye on the kidney cysts, so I have another ultrasound in six months time. More new tests though, to explore those chest pains. Looking at my back and stomach next to see if all is well there. I am glad of the opportunity for such a thorough investigation into these chest pains, but I will be glad when we establish that they signify nothing!

Worldly Distractions


Lightning Light Rain
Date: 8:00 PM EDT Saturday 6 May 2017
Condition: Light Rain
Pressure: 99.4 kPa
Tendency: Rising
Temperature: 8.2°C
Dew point: 7.9°C
Humidity: 98%
Wind: W 5 km/h
Visibility: 2 km


“I am glad your test results are good, they can always find little things that are not like when you were twenty.”

My Mom, what she wrote to me in response to my medical news of the day.

Filling the Woodshed

This morning the piper was paid. My arms are stiff, but I can still move, I can still eat and type, so all is well. Loading wood yesterday was a good idea. Tonight, after Attila gets home from work, we will give it another go. If this routine is maintained daily, the stiffness will gradually disappear. We are trying to get the wood in before black fly season begins.

The water continues to rise. I took a walk down to the waterfront; we have access within walking distance. The water level was much higher than it was when I took the last pictures. It was so high, that as I approached the edge of the water, two ducks flew out of the trees, where they had been swimming amongst the submerged trunks. The debris I had seen the other day had floated away. The home just outside the photos is submerged up to its floorboards, the basement is probably full of water. The owners are vacationing far away. Apparently they asked an elderly woman, who has been checking on the house for them, is paid less than minimum wage to do so [Hot off the press; Attila says she has been checking on their house out of the goodness of her heart.], and who cares for her spouse who has Alzheimers, to sandbag the property for them, herself. What are they thinking? It seems that their only concern is for themselves, and their property.

Unfortunately, the sense of personal entitlement, and attitude towards local people as a servant class, is what predominates in this area.

One of the down sides of living in an area that caters to affluence and wealth, is the preponderance of sales people who differentiate customers by perceived wealth. They act as “gatekeepers”, ensuring that only the “best” clientele enjoy their shopping experience, they “keep out the riffraff”. I ran into this just recently, yesterday actually, when I placed an order for Attila’s birthday present. The article was only available from an upscale shop. When it became obvious that I was purchasing a relatively inexpensive article, the tone of the salesperson changed, she took on an ever so slightly sneering tone, laced with condescension and mild irritation at having to sell an article to someone as trivial as myself. The corruption of wealth leaks like Fukushima.

Worldly Distractions


Condition: Light Rain
Pressure: 102.8 kPa
Visibility: 16 km
Temperature: 7.6°C
Dewpoint: 4.2°C
Humidity: 79%
Wind: SSE 11 km/h


“It pays to be obvious, especially if you have a reputation for subtlety.”
Isaac Asimov
1920 – 1992

The Peak of the Flood

Sunny! Warm! Gotta love it! The birds do, I can hear them through the open window. An open window!

It has been an uneventful day, thank goodness.

The flood waters continue to rise, and still have not peaked, according to the local news. I thought they had peaked, but Attila assures me that they have risen since yesterday. Our neighbour, down the road, had their front steps have float away. The rising water should peak early next week. The lakes are spotted with floating deck chairs, trees, boats, docks, and all kinds of other flotsam and jetsam. Boating on the lakes is hazardous. Boat houses are up to their necks in it. Many of the boathouses are really luxury homes on the water, used as “bunkies”, for guests of the big houses/cottages. Serious damage is being done

I think Attila and I will still by high and dry when the flood peaks. There are some advantages to owning a home that is not on the waterfront.

This evening I spent some time with Attila loading wood into the wheelbarrow, for transport to the woodshed. I loaded the wheelbarrow seven times with 100 lbs. of wood each time. I am not accustomed to such heavy repetitive work, so I left off before feeling worn out. To prevent swelling in my back I took an Ibuprofen and sat for a while with my feet up, with a good book.

I slept poorly last night; perhaps tonight I will sleep soundly.

Ontario Barns April 21, 2013 [Taken at 90 km an hour, through a closed car window.]
Web 004 green roof

Worldly Distractions


Condition: Sunny
Pressure: 103.1 kPa
Visibility: 16 km
Temperature: 9.8°C
Dewpoint: -5.3°C
Humidity: 34%
Wind: W 9 km/


“Oh sleep! It is a gentle thing,
Beloved from pole to pole.”
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
1772 – 1834

Snowing Again

After two days of lovely sunshine, it is raining again. It is a cold, relentless rain, and, gasp, mixed at times with snow. I suppose it is an April Shower, but unlike the cheerful sounding name, there is nothing gentle about it. The temperature has slowly been dropping all day, and will dip below freezing tonight.

Attila worked into the night last night to bring in firewood from the back of the property. I went to bed early, without him. Unfortunately I woke up at about 3 a.m. and could not get back to sleep. After lying in bed for an hour or so, I moved to the couch, where I finally dozed off a few minutes before the alarm went off at 5:30 a.m. Sometimes a change of scene helps. Too little too late this morning.

We are getting by with just one firing a day in the masonry heater. Mist seems happy all the day long, as it is staying cozy and warm in the house. Today she is out-sleeping the rainy day blues.

I am working on the sources for the fourth of eleven GGG Grandaunts and GGG Granduncles. In addition to editing the sources, I keep on finding new primary sources at Now, in addition to editing, new sources are being created on the fly. This source thing could take years!

We received a delivery of fuel oil late last week, at the little house in the city. The Invoice arrived yesterday. That did not take long. It is paid now, and we are good to go for next winter in the little house. Now all we need to do is get that firewood into the woodshed, here in the country. Attila is hoping to really get going on it before black fly and mosquito seasons start. The rain today is holding up his schedule.

There is some significant flooding in this area. We are not affected yet, directly or indirectly. We are quite close to the water, but luckily the house was built on high ground. There are docks and all kinds of interesting things floating free in the waterways this week.

Today got rained/snowed out, it has been rescheduled for tomorrow.

Ontario Barns April 21, 2013 [Taken at 90 km an hour, through a closed car window.]
Web 003 green roof

Worldly Distractions


Condition: Light Rain
Pressure: 100.4 kPa
Visibility: 16 km
Temperature: 4.3°C
Dewpoint: 3.6°C
Humidity: 95%
Wind: NNW 22 km/h


“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.”
Douglas Adams
1952 – 2001