Tuesday, Apr. 18th brings
another family birthday to the forefront. This young gapher is turning 12
today. Happy Birthday to our grandson, Connor! Too bad it is a school day for
him but sometimes that means fun too. Do they still sing Happy Birthday to
students nowadays?
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Happy 12th Birthday, Connor! |
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Window shot over the pond |
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We should be out with our kayaks today! |
We woke up to beautiful sunshine
today and blue skies so we were able to unplug from electric hookups. We like
to use the solar panels as often as we can and today is a good day for that. It
was only -1.5C outside this morning and Bill had to chip a layer of ice from
our rain pails just to show how cold it really was. Nothing on the books today
and that feels rather good.
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Blurry picture of a chunk of ice on our rain pails
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Another piece about 2 hours later
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Bill is heading into London near the
end of the week and wanted a couple of his favourite blue shirts washed. It
isn’t worth doing a load of laundry for only a couple of things so dug out the
elbow grease and washed them in the sink. It won’t take long to dry on my
clothes line. I even get to use my new clothespin bag that I bought down south
this winter. I’m totally getting in this country groove now, not using just a
plastic bag!
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No shortage of wind and sun today to dry clothes
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I said nothing on the books TODAY,
but that doesn’t mean nothing tonight. We have a hockey game to go to at the
Durham Community Centre. Our grandson, Carter, is playing. We don’t go to a lot
of hockey games, there are just too many but this one is so close that we can’t
miss it!
Bill went to the Acreage, 6 km down
the road, to fill the water bladder. We weren’t out but he is going to be away
for a couple of days and he wanted the Suite to be topped up for me. I cleaned
up a bit while he was gone. With the sun beating down, by 11:00 it was already
6C. That is still only 43F for our American friends but it is warming up as I write. Brrr.
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Clemson and I visited the Yertles I love the way they line up on the log
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Bill spotted this big guy first |
We bundled up and did our own thing
for the most part outside. We hate being inside with the sun and sky so
brilliant. While Bill was filling the tank, with the filter in place, I trimmed
some of the old, dead trees up on the hill. Some of these trees are apple trees
that no longer produce and others, I don’t know what they are. Again, it looks
better with a lot of the cross branches nipped out of there.
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I watched these do-gooders walking down the road picking up garbage |
Don from next door walked over to
welcome us back and chat for a while. It was nice to catch up with him, we were
wondering why we were seeing his truck every day, hoping nothing was wrong.
Glad to hear he was just working a different shift for the last couple of
weeks. He said it was a windy winter, with more snow blowing this year than
some in the past. It is so open out here in the country but when it snows, it
drops and the winds blow it up against any of the out buildings and sheds. He
has a long open lane way unlike our sheltered one so he had the blower out a
lot.
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It took him a couple of tries but this little guy finally got the can into the truck bed |
Bill and I watched Gabby swimming
around and then standing off to the side of the pond. We admit we were puzzled
until I solved the mystery. We knew there were two of them but couldn’t figure
out their daily pattern or function. Now I know.
With a walk down the lane with
Clemson, I found a mound of grass in the middle of the west pond, where the
island was last year. Hmm, what is that in the middle? A log, a flat stone?
Nope, it is the real Gabby. We’ve been watching her mate the whole time! Bill
said that he would be brighter in colour but they both looked the same!
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The real Gabby on her nest
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She was tucked down on her nest, so
much so that all I could see was her brown indistinguishable feathers. She
never lifted her head when I tiptoed around, as close to the edge as I dared,
she had a job to do. Protect her eggs. Gabe wasn’t far, I’m sure, and we know
now that is why he was resting in the same stable position every evening. She
was merely 25 feet away!
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Country roads take me home |
We got an invite to join my 3 sisters
and their spouses at Kettles for dinner at 5:30. Knowing we had a hockey game
at 7:30pm it was perfect timing so we could make it to both events. Yay! We
were out the door at 4:45 to meet the gang and it was windy but still around
14C. We can handle that!
It was a great dinner and nice to get
together once more before Audrey and Tom head home to Montreal on Wednesday. I
had the Grilled Halibut with jewels and coleslaw. So much food! Needless to
say, half my jewels came home with me. I love these little spuds.
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Highway #6 north of Chatsworth |
From there we drove back into Durham
and met up with Dennis before the game started. This is an exhibition game
during their tryout period so among the 5 or 6 games they play, it will be
determined if Carter remains on the team.
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We never order desserts but it is nice to window shop |
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Yummy food and they know how to cook carrots! |
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My sisters and I |
I don’t know hockey that much,
although it is fun to watch it live, and as far as I could tell all those
little guys out there sure knew their stuff. What I don’t like is the cold, my
feet were freezing when we left and I found it hard to get warm after we got home.
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And we all want to be a Zamboni driver! |
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The hurrah before the game starts |
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Carter, #27 |
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Love this sign |
We watched the Voice and I was in bed
before 11, still shivering. It was toasty in here, just not in my bones. I hope
you had a great day and evening as well.
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Goodnight from The Ridge |
Thank you for reading today. All
comments are welcome!
WE sure love watching the grands play hockey whenever we can, nice to see them develop. We enjoyed a wonderful day here as well after all the fun family time.
ReplyDeleteI wish it had been heated but watching the game was fun. Next time I'll take a blanket!
DeleteI love the sign at the arena!
ReplyDeleteWe wish they would post that sign in our grandson's arena.
ReplyDeleteBe Safe and Enjoy the time with the Grands. They grow up too quickly.
It's about time.
The sign is a great reminder to those who take it just a little (or a lot) too seriously.
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