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Category Archives: The Land
Picking Berries While Colour-Blind
Even before I knew I was colour-blind I was aware that there were things I simply couldn’t see. I never knew the significance of the deficit, but I was all too aware of the privation associated with it. When I … Continue reading
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The Collection of Water
There is something compelling, almost magical about the collection of rainwater. Like many human concerns it is a work that is tied to biological need and dates from so far back in antiquity that we have little information about our … Continue reading
Back with my Mouth
My trip to the city was successful after a fashion. I never was able to visit some of the people I wanted to see, but within hours of arriving on Tuesday, I was in a dentist and paying two hundred … Continue reading
An Answer for the Future
It was brilliant and sunny again today and incongruously I spent the first part of the morning inside. I did some more work on the cedar cladding and then set up the foundation of the old woodshed. Then I repotted … Continue reading
Gardening and Moving Wood
I guess today was productive, after a fashion. I dug the new hole for the fridge, or perhaps more properly, root cellar, and then half filled the spot where it had been with wood. I’d built that as an extension … Continue reading
Cutting Down Trees
Today was a chainsaw day. I slept better, and then after breakfast I went for the log I’d left in the path. I brought it into the yard, cut off four feet or so I don’t need for log purposes, … Continue reading
Bugs in the Grass and Knots in the Trees
Today was sunny and a bit windy so I managed to get some work done. I slept poorly largely because of mosquitoes, but I improved on the day by using the whipper snipper to trim back the ferns and raspberries … Continue reading
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A Sinking Ship and a Lazy Day
I was away from the cabin for a few days, while I helped some friends lay tile in their basement. It is not as good a job as I would have wished, but it is nearly done at least. I … Continue reading
A Wet Hole in the Ground
I was up late reading so it was ten before I even woke up. When I did, I did a tour of the grounds and took the temper of the bugs and then worked inside on cedar cladding in the … Continue reading
The Bugs are Coming
It rained through the night and when I woke it was still raining. I stayed in bed and let it do what it must. Even after I was up and about, I worked inside until the sun was out for … Continue reading