Eventful

Our Mother’s Day get together at the country house. This is me, Grandma, and Imp and Elf, the Grandbabies, twins. Tink, the youngest is busy visiting with her Great Aunts and Great Grandmother. May 10, 2015
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The weekend came, and the weekend went, and it was eventful.

Saturday, May 16, 2015

On Saturday morning at 7:20 a.m. I left the country house and headed down the road towards the little house in the city. The traffic was light most of the trip.

As I was on the last 20 minute stretch of highway, Highway 401, from out of nowhere, a huge white SUV, which was passing me on the left, veered into my lane, about to hit my vehicle at the back of the driver’s door. I caught the movement just out of the corner of my eye, she snuck up on me from behind. I was forced out of the driving lane onto the side of the road, and barely escaped rolling the car. I fishtailed for a bit, and regained control of the car. The SUV carried on as if nothing had happened, then cut into the passing lane and disappeared into the distance.

She could have killed me, and didn’t even notice!

All’s well that ends well though, and here I am to tell the tale!

Attila arrived at the little house in the city on Saturday evening. One of the items we transported down to the little house was our old television set, a CRT, the VHS player, the DVD player, and the cabinet on which they sit. We set that up and decided to take a break, share a pizza, and watch a movie.

Sunday, May 17, 2015

Sunday morning, as early as was acceptable, Attila mowed the lawn. Luckily the new mower has a bag attached, that catches the cuttings. He created a pile of cuttings that was over three feet high, by the time he had finished cutting the lawn. Then we did a bit of shopping. We had a quiet evening, eating leftover pizza, and watching Netflix.

Monday, May 18, 2015

Yesterday, Monday, was a statutory holiday, so Attila stayed the night Sunday night, and spent the better part of the day here before heading back to the country house. It was a gardening extravaganza! Attila transplanted the lungwort, the day lilies, and the sedum from the vegetable garden, to various locations in the front and back of the house. Those plants were moved to the vegetable garden just before we dug up around the basement to waterproof it. He then planted the plants I purchased at the grocery store: lavender, big boy tomatoes, beefsteak tomatoes, and portulaca.

Then Attila prepared soil for planting seeds, the seeds I purchased through Terra. He planted: swiss chard, borage, nasturtiums, red runner beans, pole beans, zucchini, and basil.

Our compost pile, just a heap, but very effective! The cut grass is beginning to break down and lose its chlorophyl.
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The newly planted tomatoes, alongside the blooming iris, and the rhubarb.
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After downing a cup of coffee, Attila was off on his trip back to the country house. He had a good drive, but a piece of Tank’s trim from around the front windshield blew off on the highway, again Highway 401. That highway!! No damage was done, other than losing the trim. No other vehicles were affected. I guess we will have to look into what happened there, and decide if we should try to replace the piece that blew off. As long as everyone is OK, who really cares!

The day was hot and sunny day, and as evening fell, the air began to cool, just slightly. I kept myself busy, to get through the dreaded “we me” emotions. Thankfully they came and then they went.

Yesterday morning I received a call on my cell phone, from a realtor’s office near the country house. They wanted to show the house this afternoon, which they did. The feedback we got was that they liked the house and the property, but that our location wasn’t for them. That could mean so many different things, that it means nothing. I was really impressed that we received almost immediate feedback from our realtor.

Last night I received another message from our realtor, setting up another showing this afternoon.

I like this realtor more all the time!

Terra is going in for surgery this week, and Lares has taken time off work to be with her. It isn’t anything life threatening, but all surgery involves risk, so I will be glad when she is through it and smiling again!

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Well, here it is 5:47 a.m. on Tuesday morning. I am writing at the kitchen table, coffee at my side. It was such a quiet winter, and suddenly it is such a busy spring. Today I will be sorting and purging items here at the little house in the city, making room for another carload of belongings, that I will bring here on the next trip to country house and back. We will be moving from a family size three bedroom house, to a tiny two bedroom house with no closets, and a lot of our belongings won’t make the cut, or the trip south. Even so, room must be made for the belongings that do make the move!

My first task of the morning is to gear up and water the newly planted gardens. Which leads me to comment on the mosquitoes. There are lots of them! Nothing like the mosquitoes we get at the country house, but lots nevertheless. I have been bitten, and can only hope that the mosquito that got me either didn’t carry West Nile virus, or that I have already been exposed, and am now immune to West Nile Virus. When the mosquitoes are bad it is virtually impossible to avoid being bitten. My mosquito resistant clothing is all at the country house! I have the spray here though, and will treat another set of pants and a long sleeved shirt to keep here, then I will have gear at both locations. Usually I keep the mosquito resistant gear in the vehicle I am driving, but with Attila using both vehicles to accomplish various tasks related to the house sale, my gear got stowed in the mud room at the country house.

Attila and I chatted for a little while this morning, over FaceTime. He looks exhausted, and well he might. When I talked to him last night at 9 p.m., he hadn’t eaten since breakfast, and was just coming in from loading Tank with a full load to take to the dump. He doesn’t eat because he says it makes him want to fall asleep. He will spend his lunch hour taking the garbage to the dump, and when he is done working at his day job, he will be heading over to work at his part-time job, where he will work until dark. Hopefully, there will not be too many more tasks related to the house sale, so that Attila can have some down time when he isn’t working at one of his two jobs.

The day begins!

Worldly Distractions

Weather

17°C
Date: 8:12 PM EDT Monday 18 May 2015
Condition: Mist
Pressure: 101.4 kPa
Tendency: falling
Visibility: 3 km
Temperature: 17.0°C
Dewpoint: 16.7°C
Humidity: 98%
Wind: SSW 14 km/h

Quote

“As we grow old…the beauty steals inward.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson
1803 – 1882

Vacation Plans

For months now I have been checking kijiji for used travel trailers. If the travel trailers are relatively new, people want a lot of money for them; after all they paid a lot of money for them. If the travel trailers are relatively old, people still want thousands of dollars for them. Many of the old trailers really belong at the dump, so that purchasing one of them would mean paying to store them on your property, and then transfer them to the dump.

After all this searching, I realized this morning that what we can really afford right now is a free camping trailer! I do not think there are any free camping trailers, in good condition, that are lurking in the recesses of reality. I will keep looking at what is out there, although I doubt I will find anything suitable, in our price range.

Not to worry though, we are quite happy with day trips to the camp, at least for this year. We have not got our final inspection or approval for the new driveway yet, so we are not good to go with further projects anyway.

We have decided that our vacation this year will be another season of renovation at the little house in the city. With all the rain this summer, our visits to the little house have been dominated by yard work. The lawn needs to be mowed on each and every visit, and our garden needs to be weeded and watered. Any free time we have at the little house in the city has been spent visiting!

Our renovation plans include staining the front porch, touching up the paint on the exterior of the house, finishing the trim in the bathroom, and cleaning out the garage, basement, and back shed in anticipation of the possible sale of the country house. If the country house sells we will need a place to store our belongings, the ones that will not fit into a small apartment.

Of course, our vacation plans are vulnerable to fate, as our country house is for sale, and unexpected activity could alter our plans.

Last May we received an offer to purchase our house, after ten days on the market. The deal fell through due to problems with the purchasers financing. Yesterday another potential buyer viewed the house. We have been relatively diligent about keeping the place neat and tidy, so it only took a few hours to get it looking presentable. We are not getting very excited about a viewing, people tend to look at a lot of houses when they are in the market to buy, and rightly so. Buying a house is a huge purchasing decision, that will affect day-to-day life.

We like our realtor this time around. We do not have a lock-box on the house, as we agreed to the last time we had the house up for sale, and regretted it. Our house is available for viewing by appointment only, and when a realtor is willing to pick up the key from our realtor’s office. That way we know when people are going to view the house, and exactly who they are.

Today I was thinking about John Bailey, writer of theoldgreypoet blog. He hasn’t updated for quite a while now, and I do miss his posts. He is such a positive fellow. Back in 1999 he was not only an inspiration, but also a bit of a mentor, offering feedback and encouragement. I do hope he, and his partner Graham, are doing well! If anyone knows how John fares, I would love to hear!

The weather has cooled again, which suits me to a T! Unfortunately the mosquitoes are quite chuffed about it as well.

I seldom venture out with the biting insects as bad as they are, but this morning I made an exception. Attila put out the garbage this morning, for garbage collection day has arrived. Several hours later I looked outside, and an animal had laid waste to our carefully bagged garbage. Then I saw our neighbour out having a look. I put on my shoes and went out with a garbage bag to gather what was left of our garbage on the driveway and on the road. Then I chatted with our affable neighbour, briefly though, for the mosquitoes swarmed around us in droves. He had found garbage all over his property and was cleaning it up. I headed back indoors, put on my bug-proof clothing, donned a head net, grabbed another garbage bag, some gloves, and went out to give him a hand. It could have been our garbage he was picking up! By the time I got dressed and out there he had completed the task.

It might have been bears, or racoons. I suspect a racoon, because the garbage had not gone far. Bears drag it out into the back acreage, to snack in relative peace.

This year we have bumper crops of everything, greenery, biting insects, and animals.

Apparently, during the thunderstorm Tuesday night, a cottage within walking distance from us caught fire. A propane tank fuelled the flames and there was a great deal of damage. The volunteer firefighters were on hand almost immediately. We didn’t hear a thing!

I read an interesting little tidbit of information today that brought a smile to my face. A crofter in Scotland paints smiley faces on his harvested and wrapped hay bales, to keep the gulls off them!

Worldly Distractions

Weather

20°C
Date: 5:05 AM EDT Wednesday 23 July 2014
Condition: Cloudy
Pressure: 101.0 kPa
Visibility: 16 km
Temperature: 19.5°C
Dewpoint: 17.8°C
Humidity: 90%
Wind: W 18 gust 30 km/h

Quote

“Many years ago Rudyard Kipling gave an address at McGill University in Montreal. He said one striking thing which deserves to be remembered. Warning the students against an over-concern for money, or position, or glory, he said: “Some day you will meet a man who cares for none of these things. Then you will know how poor you are.”
Halford E. Luccock