Waterfalls and a Whale….

…in my backyard

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It is a rare occasion when C. and I have time off together during the summer season, but right at the end of June, already a month ago,  we did have a whole week to call our own. Our summer jobs, at home and away, had been keeping us busy. The vegetable garden was more or less planted, and beginning to grow well. The grass in the yard around the house and in the orchard had been cut, raked and collected to be used as mulch in the garden.

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I had finally got round to planting the summer flower pots with a few purchased bedding plants. The weather was warm, the sun was shining , summer was really here!

We were ready for a break and there was a long weekend coming up; Canada Day, this year marking the 150th anniversary of confederation. Some would argue that is nothing to celebrate, though if not for confederation, I and a lot of others might not have been born here, if at all.

At this time of year, one of the few things that can get me out of the garden  is the promise of a lovely sea cruise. When C. suggested a little trip aboard our trusty ex-fishing boat, the Ashley Em, I jumped at the chance to get away for a few days. The Ashley Em had been tied to the dock since last October when C. had her up on the marine ways in town for the annual bottom scrubbing and anti-fouling paint job. She was  ready to go and so were we!

I gathered up a few provisions; porridge oats, brown rice, coffee, tea, milk, and whatever I could find in the way of vegetables and fruit. I cooked a big pot of beans and baked a couple of loaves of bread to take with us. We brought along a bedroll so we could sleep out on deck. The weather was expected to remain fine. Continue reading “Waterfalls and a Whale….”

Storm-Watching…

…while waiting for spring.

Two weeks ago I was strolling around the garden in a tee-shirt admiring the budding snow drops and the emergent daffodils; boasting about the warm temperatures and the fact that spring was just around the corner.

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Since then the weather has taken a drastic turn for the worse; winter is still very much upon us. We do not often experience such extreme winter weather on this part of the west coast and it comes as a bit of a shock! It makes me wonder why on earth I choose to live here, on this remote island in the middle of nowhere. Why do we insist on spending the winter months anchored here, stuck on this rock like frigid limpets, when we could be somewhere much farther south sunning ourselves like iguanas in the sand? Continue reading “Storm-Watching…”