I was in the city for the weekend. Sunday morning we went geocaching. Eileen found the treasure. This is my son and his two children. I am back in the country now borrowing computers, but I begin work in New Brunswick in a few days and should have a computer shortly thereafter.
Some skate board, but I wall board. Actually my son did all the the work yesterday fitting it up the stairs. On this rainy morning I sunk further screws, put up the beading and meshed the seams. So now it is on to slapping up the mud, but I really hope for sunny days so I can work outside. I have one more week before I pick up stakes and head off to my new position across the Bay of Fundy in New Brunswick.
As I walked to the car through the rain earlier this morning, I snapped this picture of the willow coming into leaf. I was making the run over the mountain into town to pick up supplies for tomorrow's drywalling, which my son is doing whilst I run errands and appointments up the Valley. So with the rain pouring down, I picked up a couple of friends and we made for Timmy's, the coffee shop, to brighten up a dark day.
The roof has just been finished and should last for another twenty years. The neighbours reckoned that the last one was there for thirty years at the very least. So stuff is happening and I am still scraping the shingles on the walls. Then I look out to the bay or up to the hills and I know why I am back here making my own home.
I have to borrow computers to put this up now that I am down east in Nova Scotia fixing up my house. So now the entries are more sporadic. This wall is now painted with primer up as high as I can reach. I tackle a bit each day, but there is also a garden that has overgrown for a couple of years. Friends have come and helped me and progress is in the works.
The terror of the cats arrived to spend the weekend. Lola the beagle, accompanied by grandchildren and their parents,burst through the door and saw her quarry. Cats scattered. Lola is a small dog with a smaller brain and a hound nose. At the first sight of the cats she bayed and chased. The cats don't realize that she is just a chaser and not a killer. If they would only turn around and swat Lola, that beagle would be put in her rightful place, but no, total mayhem. How long will it take for them all to accommodate each other?
There are some dreadful old cupboards that had been torn out of a kitchen and put up temporarily. But as it looks like temporary may be some time, I found a can of "oops" kitchen paint and the cupboards and this little crate of a bookshelf became hot dog mustard yellow this morning. Thanks to such a good friend who came over the mountain this morning and got into the paint pot!
They closed the roads behind me as I raced the flood waters. I packed to leave Northern Ontario in the first photo and I arrived at my old house in need of renovation in Nova Scotia three days later. It was an amazing trip with two days of snow and then torrential rain. And here I am in the sunshine.