Rush Hour Traffic

This group of travellers made their way past our house yesterday just at suppertime. A moment before the photo was taken, my small flock of chickens were moving between their hooves. (I grabbed for the camera – too late – moment had passed). If you squint, you might be able to see some of the birds in the background.

A few minutes later, a skunk made her way past the barn. She was followed by the whole flick of chickens. I’m not sure if they were “showing her the door”, or just really curious. But the followed her to the hedge.

Again, I missed the shot. The skunk was out of sight. But I did catch the crew, apparently making sure that she was leaving. I confess, the thought made me smile!

It was a busy, high traffic late afternoon here. On the edge of the woods.

I was, however, extra vigilant when I went out at dusk to secure the birds for the night – to make sure Little Miss Skunk hadn’t made her way back. 馃槈

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Rise & Set

It takes love to hold on when you want to let go.

It takes love to let go when you want to hold on.

– Kate McGahan

We are moving.

Packing up this home of ours, downsizing , editing out stuff, distributing, donating, and cherishing.

We are letting go.

In preparation, I’ve read the life-changing books of tidying up and death cleaning. I’m following the rituals laid out therein. And, as much as I want this ( to rid my life of the unnecessary accumulation of material stuff), I’m here to tell you – it’s a gruelling process.

But we are getting there, certainly over half way now. Just a few more weeks before we are outta here, and there’s nothing like a deadline!!

We will be saying good bye to this beloved view, which has gifted us countless beautiful sunrises – each one uniquely breathtaking. There have been many mornings when all four of us have gathered at the window together to witness the start of another day. I bet I’ve taken a thousand photos of this view. Shared a few here, in fact.

But life is all about change.

The time has come for us to free up some time. For a new start. Our “empty-nester” house.

So! (Against my better judgement and) to my husbands absolute delight, we are building a new house. At the moment, it’s just an idea on paper, but once complete the new house will afford us views of sunsets. Here….

It’s going to be good. Trading early morning coffee for cocktails at sunset, perhaps? Sunrises for sunsets.

WPC – rise/set

Snowy Fredericton Doors

Fredericton has some very pretty houses. Their entrances are made all the more inviting with a bit of fresh snow.

We enjoyed a walk around while waiting for Son #1 to finish classes so we could takes him home for “Spring Break”. Apparently, Mother Nature didn’t get the memo.

That was okay with us, though. It was a gentle snow with no wind … and not too cold temperatures.

The plants know. These buds (lilac, maybe?) are ready for warmer weather.

I predict the snow will melt away fairly quickly and things will green up quickly.

That said, I’m happy to have my young fella home – where there is no snow, and the crocuses are thinking about blooming. Which is freakishly early in the season for here. Worryingly so. But that’s another thought for another day.

Linked with Norm’s Thursday Doors

Sweet!

You know what’s sweet?

Maple syrup!

You know what’s really sweet?

When the maple syrup comes from your own back yard!

And, you know what’s EVEN sweeter?

When the maple sap starts to run earlier in the season than usual, and you manage to figure that out before it’s too late! 馃榾

You see, typically, the sap starts to run in mid-March. And it’s those days when the temps are above 5C in today and well below freezing at night that triggers the sap to glow up the tree. But we all know, (of us, everywhere!) that weather patterns are bonkers, do we must remain vigilant and observant.

In early February, I noticed the maple buds starting to swell and took a chance. Taps in trees – buckets under taps – sap boiled down (40 litres of sap = 1 litre of syrup). And, voila!!

Our own Maple Syrup! SWEET!!!