August flew by some time ago, but here is some of our summer trivia.
You’d think, with the degree of isolation that COVID-19 has imposed on everyone, that people would tend to be more communicative rather than less. However, strangely enough, I’ve had fewer people viewing our blog site (and this observation has been supported by another friend who has also seen a decline in people accessing his blog) and fewer people reaching out via Facebook. Hardly anyone has phoned or texted us recently. On the flip side, I’ve been emailing back and forth with a handful of friends on a regular basis. So what’s up?? I dunno …
Anyways, for those who are still checking in on our blog site, I’ll post some excerpts from my emails.
Coming to the homestead, we had to downsize massively. Now that we’re here … well, things are beginning to accumulate and there is a need for more “specialized” spaces around the homestead, places where certain activities can occur, spread out, and be left undisturbed for periods of time. So we have entered the phase of “out building” construction, the first of which is a “She Shed”, variously called the outdoor kitchen, the apothecary, the laboratory, or simply “my shed”.
Just a few of the things that show up on our game camera …
Although this year of COVID can be depressing, I always find beauty and a sense of centeredness amongst nature. Here are a few shots of our early summer garden.
What’s it been like on our homestead during the COVID-19 crisis? Well, some things remain much the same, and others have become strangely different.
We had an interesting “wolf event” towards the end of January. The wolves started howling early in the evening (and it was neither a full moon, nor a clear night), kept going all night, and only stopped sometime after dawn the next morning. Poor Brennan didn’t know whether to be eager or frightened by all this. I’m not sure what was up with the wolves. At first, I thought they might be gathering for a pack hunt, especially after the cold spell that we’d just been through, which may have left them hungry. But the howling went on for a long, long time, and was mostly concentrated in one location across the inlet from us. Now I’m wondering if one of the pack members was killed or had died, and what we heard was pack mourning. In any case, very strange!
Gosh! Winter Solstice is just around the corner, and I haven’t written anything in our blog for quite awhile!
As it turns out, we’ve made quite a few trips this summer with “dog in tow”, mostly to Campbell River, but also to Qualicum Beach. It definitely gives us a new perspective on dog ownership!
Fortunately Brennan is pretty much a “wash and wear” puppy, no dry cleaning or pressing required. However, he can also be a pretty dirty fellow, who loves splashing in the intertidal mud and digging under the house.