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Big wolf prints

18 April 2010 | Category: Stories | Author: Clare

For the hunters out there, you will undoubtedly agree that fresh snow is your best friend. Not only does it quieten the ear-splitting rustle underfoot of the fall, but it provides a perfect canvas for an array of interesting tracks and sign.

Not too long before the snow started to retreat, I noticed some huge ‘dog’ tracks around the trailer. I was just wondering if Breagha had really big feet, when she helpfully went bounding right by. ...[Read More]

Back home

16 April 2010 | Category: Stories | Author: Clare

The cool thing about candles it that you do not have to get up to turn them off; you can doze off to sleep knowing they will burn as long as they are able, then die a peaceful death.

They provide enough of a glow to transform an otherwise dark interior into an intriguing space and provide an odd sense of warmth despite their limited capability in that regard. ...[Read More]

Belt sander

14 April 2010 | Category: Stories | Author: Clare

For some odd reason, I have got through this process so far without having to clean up an old piece of wood.

Knealing down beside 3 pine beams and trying in earnest to scrape the weather and life from the outside of the lumber, I realised just how interesting that can be. ...[Read More]

Old barn, new life

13 April 2010 | Category: Stories | Author: Clare

Near to the building site is an old, dilapidated barn owned by a local farmer.

At the suggestion of a friend, I had stripped the ceiling planks from my own aged cabin to lend some character to the doors for the building. Realising the value in this, I started to covet another source of old, grey lumber. ...[Read More]

Savage tools

12 April 2010 | Category: Stories | Author: Clare

Sometime in the new year I cut my finger off with a table saw.

I realise that this is the first you have heard of this Mum; please don’t worry. The benefit of winter in Canada is the ability to dive outside and thrust your hand into the side of a snow bank!

I decided not to share the story until the unfortunate finger was all healed up and no longer eliciting suspicious smell tests from the doctor. Presumably checking for gangrene, the first time I saw him do that I nearly bolted for the door in dismay! ...[Read More]