A Personal series of dispatches from Rural Ontario Canada

Friday, October 24, 2008

feathered runaways

Well three new additions to the Coop..Consuella,Evita and Frida K ..

They were amazed to discover each other (Prudence,Petunia,Violette and Luciano that is ) after I had carefully tucked them in the night before..

The next morning a fair bit of excess shrieking and carrying on occurred..with Luciano crowing "Jackpot!" and hysterically chasing the new arrivals around in circles..I forgot chickens can fly..

Despite my high fences..chicken wire etc..over and out they went!
Two nights with one or the other sleep in in the trees..lots of fruitless chasing..and finally..sweet harmony..all are cuddled together in their endearing puffiness with only an occasional warning "peck" The order has been established!

Friday, October 17, 2008

just pics that's all folks

Falling into Fall

It's been giddily chaotic last few weeks ..but the colours of the leaves' last hurrah makes me swoon..Fading in luxurious yellows, orange and reds-it feels quite unnecessary to consider winter and it's predictable lack of colour..

Returning from a whirlwind weekend in Toronto .(.I felt some sweet longing for my rural hideaway) -but nonetheless appreciated adventures and eye candy-stimulus the city offered too..Connecting with certain special family members made Thanksgiving true to it's label ..and we celebrated in our own turkeyless way ..

Thursday, October 09, 2008


Gus taking a peek at the falling trees from a safe vantage point...

Ok I know I am belabouring this point..but having a flu and being under the weather offers me a moment of grim consideration .I feel raw and self indulgent ..and well..low. So witnessing three more lovely trees fall just complicates my grief. Perhaps I am at the point of life where everything feels tenuous-so nature is something resilient I fall back on when the human world fails me. My admiration for these branched beauties..standing tall..older than me by at least 50 years. A pragmatic move to clear the field-but nonetheless..sad.

Wednesday, October 08, 2008

Blogging with the Blahs

Feeling sick today and spending the time quietly mercifully at home. can't talk or perform-can't cough and sneeze on others,can't blink my red rimmed puffy eyes to concentrate on tasks..or even driving for that matter. I feel a little lost ..such is my schedule of filling all the spaces with tasks and "to do's"..I gaze mournfully out the window at my sad little rained on garden..neglected ,overgrown..dying away.But then again it feels good to snuggle with the dogs..a cat strategically on my stomach purring up a parade ..home..I realize as much as I adore it I am hardly here by my lonesome to live in it. Resisting dusting,vacuuming ,I might slash a cloth across a crumb filled counter..but then..

Tuesday, October 07, 2008

farewell dear tree dear old friend

All that is left
Should a tree be mourned? I think so. There is a sadness that creeps and descends upon me from the loss of this magnificent living branched entity.In a few chainsaw cuts she was felled. Without ceremony.Without warning. Such is
the sacrifice for a field of corn. goodbye cows.Goodbye tree.

There is nothing to do but remember this lovely view..a nesting place at dusk for so many birds.Shade and sanctuary for creatures..It's blessed arms held high through all seasons A tree of grandeur and grace...Were we the only ones that noticed when it fell?