If there hadn’t been women we’d still be squatting in a cave eating raw meat, because we made civilization in order to impress our girlfriends. Orson Welles
All fall in!
Lined up and ready for dinner!!!
This lot arrived compliments of our generous neighbour… who just happens to be a lobster fisherman. A happy surprise phone call on a Sunday morning!
They were deliciously fresh, of course. But. Still. I can help but wonder just how hungry must the first person to eat a lobster have been …. (it’s a perennial question for me.). There’s a lot of amour on those “sea bugs”.
WPC – Order
We have come to learn that beaches are living things.
In the summertime, at one of our local beaches, the sand is soft and warm and goes on forever. But in winter, it all disappears!!! It’s a little alarming the first time you experience it.
I have no idea where it goes (…maybe south…). But I do know that we can count on it to return when the weather warms up.
In the meantime, there is no shortage of exposed, beautiful, smooth beach stones. In fact, the beach is crowded with them!
This morning we woke up to find we’d received a fresh dusting of snow overnight. Pretty? Yes. But it was difficult to detect any signs of green in the landscape.
(Geranium cuttings biding their time on the kitchen window sill.)
C’mon Mother Nature! March is the month of things green. For instance, Number One son’s birthday is on St Patrick’s Day, thereby painting the weekend with all things green…. Mostly an artificial green.
Its the time to plant seeds in anticipation of this years garden. Onion, tomato and pepper. But those green are months away.
So, I’m taking you back to last summer’s garden for an uplifting hit of that verdant shade.
Some garden froth.
A Beach Plum before it’s time.
A harvest of peas.
Some Seyval Blanc.
Tonight we observe Earth Hour. Just another way to get our “Green” on.
And … last night’s dusting of snow had melted away during the day, confirming that we are on the other side of winter. Greener days are ahead!
WPC – it IS easy being green
In this instance, the road taken is the road that takes me home. Highway 103, heading south …
Well, I guess it is February, after all. But I can help but feel this is a little bit of Karma. We’ve had such a mild winter up till now! Weirdly mild. And I LOVED it. I even started to brag about it. I began to dream about an early spring. Maybe even a longer than usual growing season.
And then, BAM! Winter! The past seven days have brought 3 snow storms and dumped about a metre of snow.
It’s hard to know exactly how much because most of it fell “sideways” as it was accompanied with strong winds blowing the snow all over the place. Mondays blizzard came with winds that gusted around 120 km/hr.
Yup. Those are some strong winds and they made for some interesting snowdrifts. Annnnnd power outages. We were without power ourselves for 24 hours. (Happy to have a fireplace and lots of candles)
Yesterday, I dug a path to the chicken coop, which suddenly seemed really far from the house. This morning, my path had completely disappeared. Last nights snow fall filled it all back in. So, back at it.
As I drew closer, rapidly loosing steam I must add, I could the hens inside cheering me on. I’m sure they were! They were rewarded with some extra cracked corn. And I got some eggs.
The positive thing (the ONLY positive thing) is that all that snow provides a nice blanket of insulation over the garden. And I suppose, a slow melt will help to keep the water table healthy.
But a melt, of any kind, seems a long way off. Because, right now, yeah …. it’s snowing again.
The peaceful solitude of a Lunenburg dory in winter.
/’ambeens/ noun: the character and atmosphere of a place
A wintertime walk along White Point Beach, NS. December 28, 2016
WPC – ambience