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Mosquitoes

2 May 2012 | Category: Stories | Author: Clare

I am not sure I agree anymore with my earlier sentiment.

Though disappointed they were here so soon, I had been happy to exchange the snow for the company of mosquitoes. But clearly I had forgotten how irritating these little guys were.

Besides, when I say little, that does not quite do justice to the dimensions of these flying tyrannosaurs. I guess I could more accurately liken them to modern day pterodactyls, but that doesn't quite convey the size of their bloody teeth. ...[Read More]

Lakeside

2 May 2012 | Category: Stories | Author: Clare

It's funny.

For the last 5 months I have seen very little of the property out here. Not by design, but everything has been under the cover of a blanket of snow.

Once you get into late December, if you have not already broken trails into certain areas, the task becomes nearly impossible.

Like trying to learn a language later in life; forging linguistic pathways your brain does not want to accommodate, or is simply no longer capable of. ...[Read More]

Skunked

25 April 2012 | Category: Stories | Author: Clare

This last week has born witness to at least two skunk sitings.

Breagha, still leash bound, has not been at liberty to cause any emergency appointments at the dog spa, but River has yet to learn that these little land mines are not to be trifled with.

Despite the bizarre, effeminate way they jostle around, long hair swinging in tassels, tail floating behind them like the wispy trails of a deadly jellyfish, I have a deep sense of foreboding when I see one. ...[Read More]

Spring Visitors

1 April 2012 | Category: Stories | Author: Clare

It is really exciting to hear geese overhead.

Squawking and cackling, and completely ignoring the silence that fell on this place with the first blanket of snow, and that has been with us now for months on end. The cacophany of noise bought in on the wings of these spring messengers is in stark contrast to the silence of winter.

They chatter overhead, with no respect for the silence, bringing with them a rebellion. Having flown so far for a change of scenery, they boldly complain about the white landscapes, cold temperatures and difficult living. I welcome both their presence, and their impatience. ...[Read More]

Silence

1 April 2012 | Category: Stories | Author: Clare

Sometimes all falls silent.

The bridge-workers leave, and the highway shuts down. On those occasions this winter when the highway was closed, and the bridge was abandoned, it would be as if the girls and I had this place all to ourselves.

We wandered around in snow boots and winter gear. Stopping every now and then to strain to hear whether or not life moved outside of our little world. It was always a really exciting feeling to have that deep sense of peace and quiet, when everything was still for those wonderful few hours, or sometimes even a full day. ...[Read More]