Our house feels like a morgue. Our four guests from Toronto have gone. Ken has been working on the computer all day while I have been reading. Thus I have been mute, just like a morgue. We six were all laughing together about how hosts jump with glee when house guests leave, but I have never felt that way. It takes a couple of days for me to get used to the quiet, empty house.
Yesterday we visited the Jays farm to see the place in operation. It is always impressive to see the variety of the work. Alan was out on the tractor while Lizzie was feeding the calves and pigs. Erin was getting ready to help Brian milk. She had already cleaned out the barn. Tammy had taken Jacob to a baseball game. His team was playing for the regional finals and if they win, they get to go to Pittsburg for the finals. Andrew went to the game too. Brian was helping a man load a truckload of hay from our barn. The hay was sold to the hardware store in Hancock. Soon Brian arrived at the Jay's farm to milk the cows. Right now, they are milking 50 cows. The cows are very productive. A few years ago, they milked almost 100 cows, with about the same volume as these fifty. Brian is happy with the volume but he does not know why the increase. The weather? The feed?
After breakfast yesterday, we looked at my old photograph album from Toronto. It was great fun. But the amazing part was how many people from the pictures we could not recognize. At one time, I knew them all but as I had not seen some of them for 60 years, the names disappeared. Don and I finally recalled the name of Norma Bursey. When we finally got her name, I remembered the Norma part and Don the Bursey, we felt as if we won the jackpot. We six recalled old memories, plus we made new ones. And we decided to reconvene in Nova Scotia in September, 2014. We are all counting on that!!
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