Mother Nature is beautiful.
Mother Nature is awesome.
Mother Nature can be downright nasty too.

April 7th, 2013 ~ The lake is starting to melt, notice where the water level is… April 14th, 2013 ~ One week later, not too bad, I think the level came up an inch or two…

April 20th, 2013 ~ A very brief and very vicious wind storm pushes the ice towards the dock, lifting and heaving it to one side.  In less than 3 minutes, tons and tons of rock in the crib were shoved aside like a child playing with marbles.

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You can fight City Hall, you can lobby your Government for change, but if there is one thing that will always be a losing battle, it is trying to fight Mother Nature.  You would have more success bailing a boat with a thimble in a torrential downpour than beating the Grand Dame.

This past weekend showed us her true powers.  One day she blesses us with sunshine and warming rays, the next, she is raging with snow on 35 km winds.

Friday night the wind howled all night long, we woke up to flurries being blown sideways from the west.  … Read more...

Rainy Day…Rainy Week…Rainy Month of April

Today I am taking a Rain Day,

as I have lots of stuff to do…

But I will be back tomorrow.

Meanwhile…Can You Guess What Kind Of Bird This Is?

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Ugh….they have returned….

After a much needed reprieve of the past 5 months, the buzzards have come back.

To turn my outdoor space into a noisy, poop-filled rookery.  It may not seem like it, but I actually do like birds and even painted murals of birds on my bedroom walls as a youngster.  Birds are fascinating, from the regal and majestic Eagles and Ospreys’ that fish outside our front window on the Homestead, to the teensy hummingbirds that visit my feeder every summer and who doesn’t love the happy sound of the chick-a-dee-dee-dee’s as they flit from branch to branch?… Read more...

Especially when waking up is like starting a car on a -30C day…you just can’t get yourself cranked up and running like you can when it’s warm, or in my case, when I was younger.

I used to literally bounce out of bed in the mornings, head downstairs to the stairclimber and spend 30 minutes bopping to tunes and stepping away.  Those days are seemingly over.  I would bounce out of bed now if someone dropped a bowling ball onto the other side and launched me.

Stair climbing now is heading down to the kitchen, putting the kettle on for … Read more...