Sunset after the clock change

Sunset after the clock change

Donning snowshoes AFTER supper, now that the clocks have ‘sprung forward’, and trekking to see the sunset, and there it is so close to the boundary between the fields. I guess this means spring is coming. Yay!
Lights and the light.

Lights and the light.

I look at the lights of this season and, like Frederico Garcia Lorca, see “a beard full of butterflies”. What amazes me about winter is how we endure the wait for spring but, if we’re lucky, we remember to see things in the moment too. That way,...
Look at Her Now!

Look at Her Now!

Ain’t she the grandest beast? Well, if you know about the Maremma or Great Pyrenees (Dolly’s a cross) then you know they sleep all day and bark all night. And, they think for themselves. Val: Come Dolly, come! Dolly: Hmmm, yawn, hmmm. I’m OK here....
Why Tree Protectors?

Why Tree Protectors?

See these big ugly black tree protectors? Why are they there? Because last spring 13 of the 26 Mancana ash trees were nibbled by mice. Three of them irreparably. How do I know it was mice? I don’t. In fact, while waiting in line at my favourite greenhouse I over heard...
Dolly’s First Day

Dolly’s First Day

When Dolly came home we were still surprised that we got a dog. But, there she was, a bundle of white fluff. It’s impossible to go and look at puppies, bring a box and come home empty handed. There were two puppies left, one took off into the farm yard and Dolly just...