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  • Continuing saga

    I had to rescue the chicks again yesterday morning. We had put them back in with mama for the night, and built a temporary cage around them, but they found their way out and got attacked again. Another day of babysitting two little balls of fluff. And this time, they were NOT willing to stay…

    Karen

    June 6, 2024
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  • Well, now….

    Yesterday did not go as planned. At all. I had planned to do some mowing, fill the kids’ garden beds and my newer herb tower with soil, and clean the house, as it is rather wretchedly dirty at the moment. It rained on the weekend, you see, so the dog tracked in much dirt, no…

    Karen

    June 4, 2024
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  • A Good Brisk Breeze

    It is blackfly season here. Horrible little monster bugs. Not only do the bites itch like crazy, they have a tendancy to get infected. And the little biters like to target eyes, ears, hairline and inside clothing. Awful. Plus, they’re small enough to be able to get inside the netting of the bee suits. So…

    Karen

    May 29, 2024
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  • Slow and Steady

    Kiddos spent the weekend with mom, as there was a charity walk event they wanted to participate in. I usually go, but this year, I couldn’t manage it, so they got Nana time. Husband and I spent time just TOGETHER, which is always a lovely treat. Our stated goal was to eat like potentates and…

    Karen

    May 27, 2024
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  • Workdays

    On Thursday, we planted the last of the trees for this year (2 types of oak) and then dug up another 10-ish nearly 5 ft spruces for a friend. Mom had brought her dog along, and things went well…until they didnt and my dog tried a power play on her dog and suddenly we have…

    Karen

    May 20, 2024
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  • Fire: Useful and Awful

    In May 2016, wildfire ripped through the community of Ft. McMurray, Alberta, forcing the eventual evacuation of the entire city. Many many many people lost their homes, their businesses and the entirely of their worldly posessions in that blaze. My elder brother and his family were among those who lost everything. It took years for…

    Karen

    May 16, 2024
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  • Progress

    The weekend was another work time at mom’s. We’re moving forward with the goat pen. Another 6 postholes dug (although until the shed itself gets moved in, the posts cannot be set into them), a good section of what will be the fenceline cleared of dead brush and debris, said brush and debris burned. Large…

    Karen

    May 13, 2024
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  • The Deeper Lesson

    The Deeper Lesson in the Aurora I love the northern lights. I saw them once, pale green and crackling across the sky when I lived way up in Northern Saskatchewan. I’ve drawn and painted them for years, but I live too far south now. They arent really a “thing” here. Until tonight.I saw the bulletins…

    Karen

    May 11, 2024
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  • A Good Weekend’s Work

    Yesterday, our friends came in the afternoon to dig small trees for transplant to their Fiona-Ravaged yard. Their intention was a dozen or so largish white pines, but the bigger vehicle was in the shop, so they stuck with what would fit in the trunk of the car. They went home with probably a good…

    Karen

    May 5, 2024
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  • Roots

    What is it with super chilly Thursdays? We were planting trees again, and freezing our fingers off. This time, we planted 3 Hican (hickory x pecan), 5 sweet (edible) chestnut, and 3 Turkish/tree hazel. I had ordered only 3 of the hazel, but they sent 5, so I was able to send 2 home with…

    Karen

    May 3, 2024
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