We’re closing in on winter. Down at the bottom end of Sam Smith Park, the yacht club people have the big cranes out and they’re yanking all the boats out of the harbour for the season. That is, except for the one or two wacky… Read More
It was a beautiful day today, but I’m not ready to call spring yet. Yes I know the red-wings blackbirds have arrived. The sparrows in the back yard have started nesting. That’s all good but it’s not spring. First of all, there are still snowy… Read More
The combination of a fall chill in the air, and what seems to be my first cold of the season convinced me to get a couple fires going in the woodstove this week. Although it seems early to start burning, heat from the woodstove is… Read More
Preparing secret weapons….
Here by the lake, it seems there are two seasons, marked by the days the yachts are hauled in from the harbour and after winter, hauled back in. I saw the cranes out there today while I was walking the dogs.
In our lakefront Toronto communities, the change-over from winter to spring and from fall to winter is marked by the local sailors taking their yachts out of the water before the freeze and putting them back in when the idea of sailing again becomes palatable.… Read More
Here it is the first day of fall as we wait to see who loses the space junk lottery. Listening to the radio this morning, we were advised not to worry, the space junk was going to fall into the ocean somewhere off the coast… Read More
It seems that every year about this time, knowing full well we have plenty of winter left, I start thinking about spring activities. Recently, I’ve started to consider possible places to look for morels. I’ve been thinking further ahead too, about other mushrooms I might… Read More
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