With fall fast
approaching out here in the Klondike Hills we seem to be in a time
warp with the days all blending into one. I love the quiet and
peaceful times but now I keep having to look at the time / date at
the top corner of the computer screen to know what day it is! My
daily emails to a fellow old fart up on the Wiarton cliffs doesn't
help much as he is just as confused as I am, must be sometimers
coming on.
The tomato's take all
of 5min to pick and as they have no leaves left due to “leaf
spot blight” its not hard to see from the chair on the porch if
I even need to do that, I will have to get off my arse soon and dig
the spuds but the beets and carrots are doing so poorly this year
that I may be digging them in the snow! I would get a cow for the
output to fertilize the garden but it seems that some input is
necessary at the other end of the beast, wonder if a neighbor will
rent me one?
The wood is all split
and finally after several years of building the pile we may even have
some left over next spring, just as well for these old bones are
finding it less fun to find, cut and haul those trees that need to be
removed from our “managed forest” as each year passes.
(Note to self – take a gentle stroll around the trails soon and
mark trees for “harvesting” and see if its going to be an
“easy to get to” or a “need a longer winch cable”
sort of fall)
I'm ahead of the game
on my winter woodworking projects as well, no need to bring the mill
in this year, lots of pine, maple and cherry boards drying in various
locations. Even ran a few through the planer yesterday so when the
ambition strikes to get building I can get at it right away. The
order is in for a center island storage / work area for my daughter
kitchen so no problem with deciding what to make come those winter
days, meanwhile these sunny days must not be wasted with work. Look
at the gardens (look at the weeds!), plan in great detail the jobs to
be done, make lists, sip on a beverage and enjoy the last of the
summer whilst we can.
Even the political
scene is relatively quiet, the Greens have decided to all pull in the
same direction, Igniff is quietly raising his cholesterol on the BBQ
circuit, Harper will unfortunately come in from the cold after his
arctic “I love me” tour, and Jack.....Jack who? These
quiet days of relative calm will all come to an end come September,
the kids back to school, the other kids back to Ottawa, even our
Humming Birds will be heading back to Mexico, so make the best of
what remains of summer whilst you may.
Thats how it looks in
these here hills with September almost upon us, and the need to write
a few words on this blog comes upon me before my few readers think I
have become lost in the forest or perhaps lost in my thoughts.