More apocalypse, less angst
This photo is proof that we have not had a frost at our place yet this winter. Even weirder than a hydrangea with colour on it in January, is the fact that the old potato patch has sent up their green tops where we… Continue Reading “Post #3313: A rainy day”
This post is the text from the Gabriola Island Field School email I sent out for the month of January. In the Field School year we started in March, and will end on the Spring Equinox. As this week unfolds, I’ve been noticing that… Continue Reading “Post #3312: January field notes”
I keep thinking that after so many colds in the last few months—plus Covid in the spring—I must be immune to whatever is currently going around. Alas, this has not been true. I’ve come down with my third cold since July, picked up somewhere… Continue Reading “Post #3311: Notes from my future self”
I’ve been sick with a cold since mid-week. Brian brought it home from Ottawa on Sunday, and by Wednesday the tell-tale signs—sore throat, exhaustion—were upon me. I still had to work yesterday even though I wasn’t really fit to; my manager’s mom died a… Continue Reading “Post #3309: Rest and retirement”
I had a very busy weekend, and somehow managed to take no photos of any of it – so I’m leading this morning with a photo taken down the road from our cabin in October. Between the yellows of autumn and the first frosts… Continue Reading “Post #3307: Crossroads”