Tomorrow, after driving for four hours, we should arrive at our destination of Jackson, Mississippi. We left at 9:30 this morning and drove all day, finally stopping at 4:00. The drive south was pleasant. Yesterday, for the first time, grits was served for breakfast. And today, the temperature kept going up.
For some reason, you get weary when you drive, and arrive very tired, so last evening we were not inclined to dine out. Instead we ordered pizza and a Greek salad delivered to our room. We enjoyed it, and seemed like a bit of a picnic while we ate and watched the US Open. There were even four pieces left over for dinner tonight.
At noon we snacked in the car. And we talked. This afternoon, we listened to college football games, but the most interesting hour was an interview with a country musician, on the Doghouse station on Satellite Radio. It was a fascinating discussion of his career. His name is John something or other and at the peak of his career, singing and writing songs and performing, he lost his voice. Must have been difficult.
Our drive south has included a combination of charm and boredom, just like almost everything else in life. But in total, we love seeing the countryside. This is a beautiful country.
Saturday, August 31, 2013
Friday, August 30, 2013
August 29, 2013. Artemas, PA. The Auctioneer.
This is the first time for us and it has been a pleasant experience. The best part is that now we know what we are doing. On June 7th and 14th, Daryl will hold an estate sale and sell all our belongings on site. And the best part is that we do not need to be here. He and his crew will organize the whole thing, then send us a cheque.
In the event the farm sells early, he will take all the stuff to his warehouse and sell it at the 4 H Club building in Bedford. He prefers to sell on site because people pay more for objects when the belongings come right out the door of the home. Interesting but true.
Daryl is a retired school principal but he has been an auctioneer for forty years. He learned his auctioneering craft as a kid and finally got up his courage by holding charity auctions but he soon learned that he liked it so every Saturday he would run an auction, then return to his classroom on Monday. He said that the two worlds were so different that they complemented each other and he stayed mellow and happy all his life.
He got lost finding us though. He was born and raised just outside Clearville so thought he knew the way. I gave him directions but I could tell he was not paying attention so he was forced to phone me three times while he was driving here. Finally I drove to rescue him and he followed me to the farm. Now everything is set a
In the event the farm sells early, he will take all the stuff to his warehouse and sell it at the 4 H Club building in Bedford. He prefers to sell on site because people pay more for objects when the belongings come right out the door of the home. Interesting but true.
Daryl is a retired school principal but he has been an auctioneer for forty years. He learned his auctioneering craft as a kid and finally got up his courage by holding charity auctions but he soon learned that he liked it so every Saturday he would run an auction, then return to his classroom on Monday. He said that the two worlds were so different that they complemented each other and he stayed mellow and happy all his life.
He got lost finding us though. He was born and raised just outside Clearville so thought he knew the way. I gave him directions but I could tell he was not paying attention so he was forced to phone me three times while he was driving here. Finally I drove to rescue him and he followed me to the farm. Now everything is set a
August 30, 2013. Roanoke, Virginia. On The Road.
The truck is stuffed to the gills. We look like the Okies heading for California. You can't imagine what we have brought with us. At some point I realized that we might not be driving to the truck any more because it might sell and settle when we are away, so we emptied the wine cellar and now the wine travel with us. And we are bringing the last of the frozen meat from the freezer part of the fridges to Andrew and Christina. I raided the linen closets to use at the ranch in the trailers at our 55th so I have laundry baskets stashed in the truck too. Of course, are new cases are full of clothes to be used on the cruises in 2014 so they take up space too.
In addition, we brought a birthday gift to Andrew and Christina. It will be a surprise. I also brought Christmas gifts for the grandchildren from the farm, and for David and Andrew too. With all the organization at the farm, I was able to plan ahead too.
As usual, the drive down Highway 81 is lovely. It is a lovely drive down the Valley. We hope there is less traffic tomorrow. When all our belongings have gone from the farm, we will no longer make that long drive from Texas to Nova Scotia, so we are cherishing the scenery. Our plan is to arrive in Jackson on Sunday, God willing.
In addition, we brought a birthday gift to Andrew and Christina. It will be a surprise. I also brought Christmas gifts for the grandchildren from the farm, and for David and Andrew too. With all the organization at the farm, I was able to plan ahead too.
As usual, the drive down Highway 81 is lovely. It is a lovely drive down the Valley. We hope there is less traffic tomorrow. When all our belongings have gone from the farm, we will no longer make that long drive from Texas to Nova Scotia, so we are cherishing the scenery. Our plan is to arrive in Jackson on Sunday, God willing.
Wednesday, August 28, 2013
August 28, 2013. Artemas, Pa. The Gift of Rain.
Tan Twan Eng wrote this book, The Gift of Rain. He is the same author who wrote The Garden of Evening Mists and takes place in the same place of Malaya. This book is even more intense, dealing with the time period of the Second World War and the impact of the people of Malaya. He writes much about the mysticism of the east, comparing and contrasting the British, Chinese and Japanese. In many ways it is a difficult book to read, except everyone knew about the Japanese behavior during the war so it was not so shocking to read it in this book.
But this book is told by a young man, trying to figure out his responsibilities to his family. It is gripping information, all told in a mystical way. And of course, beautifully written. His descriptions of the weather and the rain and the heat make you feel as if you are right in the midst of the action. Certainly, life was not simple living in Malaya in the 40s. In many ways, it is a horrible story but it deserves to be told. And it really is loving in the telling. Well worth the time to read it.
But this book is told by a young man, trying to figure out his responsibilities to his family. It is gripping information, all told in a mystical way. And of course, beautifully written. His descriptions of the weather and the rain and the heat make you feel as if you are right in the midst of the action. Certainly, life was not simple living in Malaya in the 40s. In many ways, it is a horrible story but it deserves to be told. And it really is loving in the telling. Well worth the time to read it.
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
August 27, 2013. Artemas, Pa. Progress.
Today is the day, 55 years ago, when Ken and I were married. Believe it or not, we were both thin. Actually, Ken was skinny at 125 pounds while I was normal at 135. We had no debt and unlimited energy and confidence. The world was our oyster. Everyone else thought we were nuts.
Today we made great strides in terminating our relationship with the farm. We signed the listing agreement, to take effect on February 2, 2014. We signed the Power of Attorney to allow my friend to sign if we are unavailable. Tomorrow the mover will come to do a survey to pack and store our personal belongings and we will make a firm date in late May to have this accomplished. And on Thursday the auctioneer will come to assess the extent of the sale and make a tentative date for the sale in Early June. So progress has been made!!
But the biggest progress has occurred at the ranch in Texas. Two years ago we sold the bull but David reported to me tonight that we have six calves!! The girls have called them all Jesus. Progress indeed.
Today we made great strides in terminating our relationship with the farm. We signed the listing agreement, to take effect on February 2, 2014. We signed the Power of Attorney to allow my friend to sign if we are unavailable. Tomorrow the mover will come to do a survey to pack and store our personal belongings and we will make a firm date in late May to have this accomplished. And on Thursday the auctioneer will come to assess the extent of the sale and make a tentative date for the sale in Early June. So progress has been made!!
But the biggest progress has occurred at the ranch in Texas. Two years ago we sold the bull but David reported to me tonight that we have six calves!! The girls have called them all Jesus. Progress indeed.
Monday, August 26, 2013
August 26, 2013. Artemas, Pa. Bedford, Pa.
It was an exercise in frustration, but with many other endeavor, we ended up enjoying ourselves. On Thursday, I contacted an attorney in Bedford, recommended to us by our Realtors, to have him execute a Power of Attorney for our farm. It could sell when we are out of the country so we wanted to be ready for any and all eventualities. I gave the assistant exactly what was needed so Ken and I expected to review it, sign it and leave. Not so quick. Nothing had been done and it turned out that the attorney, who we do not know, wanted to talk with us before writing it.
Now we drive from Artemas to Bedford, which takes 45 minutes and when I realized that we were not going to leave today with the POA, I almost lost my cool. But we chatted with this older attorney, who has lived his whole life in Bedford. He seems competent, or as Ken said "He asked all the right questions". We talked about land and farms and houses and learned that although farm land has gone up in value, the houses in Bedford have not. Country property are selling well too but not in the town itself, says the attorney.
He owns an eight apartment building right across the street from his office, and he owns another multi unit building along the street. And he owns the small house where he keeps his office. He is not pleased. The tenants are terrible and the properties probably could not be sold. Bedford itself is busy, due to The Bedford Springs Resort, but real estate in Bedford is not booming. Now we must return and sign the document, whether we want to or not. Living in the country has it's charms...and it's frustrations.
Now we drive from Artemas to Bedford, which takes 45 minutes and when I realized that we were not going to leave today with the POA, I almost lost my cool. But we chatted with this older attorney, who has lived his whole life in Bedford. He seems competent, or as Ken said "He asked all the right questions". We talked about land and farms and houses and learned that although farm land has gone up in value, the houses in Bedford have not. Country property are selling well too but not in the town itself, says the attorney.
He owns an eight apartment building right across the street from his office, and he owns another multi unit building along the street. And he owns the small house where he keeps his office. He is not pleased. The tenants are terrible and the properties probably could not be sold. Bedford itself is busy, due to The Bedford Springs Resort, but real estate in Bedford is not booming. Now we must return and sign the document, whether we want to or not. Living in the country has it's charms...and it's frustrations.
Sunday, August 25, 2013
August 25, 2013. Artemas, Pa. Diana and Gary.
Diana is a wonderful cook. I forget how good a cook she is when we are apart, then she kindly invites us over for dinner and I am reminded all over again. Every time they are at their country place when we are here, they invite us to dinner. And we appreciate it because we so not prepare fancy dinners. In fact, many times our meals are down right peculiar. For lunch today we ate cole slaw and yogurt.
But tonight, we dined like kings. Shortly after Diana moved to the Washington area from Vermont, Gary arrived at their home on Everett Street in Kensington. He was tired and hungry but discovered to his joy that the table was set and the dinner was all ready to be served. He commented on how flabbergasted he was with all the preparations for the meal. Diana responded by saying "well Sir, get used to it, because that is what will happen for the rest of your life". Gary felt as if he was the luckiest man in the world, and he was, because Diane still cooks wonderful meals. And fortunately for us, she invites us for dinner!! And we are lucky too.
But tonight, we dined like kings. Shortly after Diana moved to the Washington area from Vermont, Gary arrived at their home on Everett Street in Kensington. He was tired and hungry but discovered to his joy that the table was set and the dinner was all ready to be served. He commented on how flabbergasted he was with all the preparations for the meal. Diana responded by saying "well Sir, get used to it, because that is what will happen for the rest of your life". Gary felt as if he was the luckiest man in the world, and he was, because Diane still cooks wonderful meals. And fortunately for us, she invites us for dinner!! And we are lucky too.
Saturday, August 24, 2013
August 24, 2013. Artemas, Pa. Money.
Ken and I are both out of American money. This evening we decided to get ice cream at the Alley Cat Creamery but as we had no money, we went ice cream less, which was probably a good thing. Today we discovered our lack of any cash. We are not sure how this happened. Just before we left for Nova Scotia in mid June, we remember withdrawing money from the bank in Everett, but we think we left those funds at the bank in Liverpool. But neither of us have any American money in our pockets right now.
We don't really need any money. The freezer still has plenty of our good Angus meat and the Jays have abundant vegetables which they will never allow us to pay. This afternoon, we went over to get potatoes and it was a good thing Brian refused to take any money, because when Ken looked in his pocket it was empty. Brian just laughed. For dinner, we ate more sweet corn and potatoes. Delicious.
Late in the afternoon, Alan came over to say hello. He found us watching a video on the lower level so we turned it off and talked with him for an hour. We explained our situation to him and he understands but he still thinks that Brian really wants to buy our farm. But it will not go on the market until 2014 so perhaps we will have changed our minds, or Brian has figured out how to buy it. It is a problem.
We don't really need any money. The freezer still has plenty of our good Angus meat and the Jays have abundant vegetables which they will never allow us to pay. This afternoon, we went over to get potatoes and it was a good thing Brian refused to take any money, because when Ken looked in his pocket it was empty. Brian just laughed. For dinner, we ate more sweet corn and potatoes. Delicious.
Late in the afternoon, Alan came over to say hello. He found us watching a video on the lower level so we turned it off and talked with him for an hour. We explained our situation to him and he understands but he still thinks that Brian really wants to buy our farm. But it will not go on the market until 2014 so perhaps we will have changed our minds, or Brian has figured out how to buy it. It is a problem.
Friday, August 23, 2013
August 23, 2013. Artemas, PA. Mobilizing.
Now I am mobilized for action. On Monday in Bedford we meet with an attorney to sign a Power of Attorney so my good friend can sign on our behalf. Tuesday, Ken and I meet with the Realtors. At that time we will review the comparable properties and try to figure out a price for the sale of the farm, and we will sign the paperwork, to be effective in 2014. Agreeing to the price will be difficult. Ken will want it high and I will want it sold.
Just in order to have my ducks in a row, I have contacted a moving company, just in case the farm sells before we return in late June. It would be complicated but not impossible to have our personal belongings packed and stored and all the furniture sold at auction. I would need to have someone local to oversee the process and I am not sure who that could be. Certainly I must leave them a list.
And I need to select the auctioneer but I need more information before proceeding. But we are moving on. I am not vacillating any more, just proceeding along the path which will make it easier for us to function. Now this weekend we must tell the Jays.
Just in order to have my ducks in a row, I have contacted a moving company, just in case the farm sells before we return in late June. It would be complicated but not impossible to have our personal belongings packed and stored and all the furniture sold at auction. I would need to have someone local to oversee the process and I am not sure who that could be. Certainly I must leave them a list.
And I need to select the auctioneer but I need more information before proceeding. But we are moving on. I am not vacillating any more, just proceeding along the path which will make it easier for us to function. Now this weekend we must tell the Jays.
Thursday, August 22, 2013
August 22, 2013. Artemas, PA. Decisions.
Ken and I have been fortunate. We have always been able to make a decision and stick to it. Once the decision is made, we do not review the information again that we used when making the decisions. Our pattern is to mull through all the options and gather information, before deciding on our plan of action. Then we do not agonize about the outcome of the decision. This system has worked well for us, in big decisions, such as selling our Franklin Street House, and in small choices, like selecting counters and cabinets. I have seen friends make a decision one day, then the next afternoon be reviewing all the options yet again. "I thought you made that decision yesterday", I ask with wonder in my eye.
But this farm is different. Next Tuesday, we will meet with our Realtors. Our plan is to put the farm up for sale in 2014, probably in February or March. It all makes perfect sense. Now that we have moved from Maryland, we no longer spend much time at the farm. And Ken can not really manage the upkeep. Our problem is the unknown. Ken and I will be out of the country for five months in 2014 so we are anxious about all our belongings. What do we do with the books and the art? And when the farm does sell, should we buy a country property in Mississippi? The easiest thing to do is to do nothing but that is not smart, so we are proceeding. Now I must find an auctioneer who will sell all our stuff, once the place is sold.
Ken and I are committed to sell, but we are anxious with our decision, which puts us into uncharted water. The real problem is that we love this place. It has always restored our souls after a hectic week in the city. But here we go.
But this farm is different. Next Tuesday, we will meet with our Realtors. Our plan is to put the farm up for sale in 2014, probably in February or March. It all makes perfect sense. Now that we have moved from Maryland, we no longer spend much time at the farm. And Ken can not really manage the upkeep. Our problem is the unknown. Ken and I will be out of the country for five months in 2014 so we are anxious about all our belongings. What do we do with the books and the art? And when the farm does sell, should we buy a country property in Mississippi? The easiest thing to do is to do nothing but that is not smart, so we are proceeding. Now I must find an auctioneer who will sell all our stuff, once the place is sold.
Ken and I are committed to sell, but we are anxious with our decision, which puts us into uncharted water. The real problem is that we love this place. It has always restored our souls after a hectic week in the city. But here we go.
August 22, 2013, PA. Corn.
Corn is surrounding us. It has grown to be 10 feet tall. We have no view except corn. But it looks wonderful because we know there will be plenty of food for the cattle this coming winter. The field directly beside was planted in corn and also the field just in front and down the hill. Also the big field behind us, so we are surrounded with corn.
And we ate corn for dinner last night too. Last year we totally missed eating this good Pennsylvania corn but this year, as we are early, we arrived at the peak of the season for sweet corn. I drove over to the Jays to say hello and to hope they had corn. And they did. I brought home freshly picked corn and ate three each for dinner. They were delicious. Nothing is better than eating the Pennsylvania corn, especially straight from the field. Nothing better.
The corn is delicious but our Internet system is terrible. I went to blog late last night, after Ken had gone to sleep, to discover that I could not access the system. GGGG. But this morning, all is well. It is always an error to wait until Ken has gone to sleep before writing my wee web log. I know better!!
And we ate corn for dinner last night too. Last year we totally missed eating this good Pennsylvania corn but this year, as we are early, we arrived at the peak of the season for sweet corn. I drove over to the Jays to say hello and to hope they had corn. And they did. I brought home freshly picked corn and ate three each for dinner. They were delicious. Nothing is better than eating the Pennsylvania corn, especially straight from the field. Nothing better.
The corn is delicious but our Internet system is terrible. I went to blog late last night, after Ken had gone to sleep, to discover that I could not access the system. GGGG. But this morning, all is well. It is always an error to wait until Ken has gone to sleep before writing my wee web log. I know better!!
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
August 20, 2013. Artemas, PA. The Farm.
It is unusual for us to be arriving at the farm in August so we were pleasantly surprised to see the place bursting with hay. The big barn is full to the top with square bales while the new hay barn is full of round bales. And everything is green. The corn stalks are tall, close to ten feet tall so we are surrounded with fields of very tall corn. The farm looks productive, and the cows and calves seem happy. The growing season has been kind to the farmers in 2013.
Today we drove from Scranton to the farm, a drive of four hours. Highway 81 goes through a valley. It is a lovely drive. If you could just take the trucks off the road the drive would be even better. It is the same road for us when we head south so we know the highway well but I did not realize how beautiful it was north of Hagerstown. Everything was lush.
And the best part was the house. It was clean and cool!! It is a lovely spot, our house on the hill. For ease of living, it is our most comfortable home. We have everything we need, so we will enjoy it before beginning our trek south to Mississippi. But not yet!!
Today we drove from Scranton to the farm, a drive of four hours. Highway 81 goes through a valley. It is a lovely drive. If you could just take the trucks off the road the drive would be even better. It is the same road for us when we head south so we know the highway well but I did not realize how beautiful it was north of Hagerstown. Everything was lush.
And the best part was the house. It was clean and cool!! It is a lovely spot, our house on the hill. For ease of living, it is our most comfortable home. We have everything we need, so we will enjoy it before beginning our trek south to Mississippi. But not yet!!
Monday, August 19, 2013
August 19, 2013. Scranton, PA. The Birthday Boy.
Today, Ken turned 77. Spending birthday in the truck for seven hours was perfect for Ken. No one could give him a birthday party or make a big fuss and he got to talk to me all day. It was a wonderful birthday. We spent dinner in the room, eating the left over dinner from last evening, so we didn't even spend a lot of money. Tomorrow, we have four hours on the road to get to the farm, so we have done well.
Ken also enjoyed the phone call from Kate, Mary Frances and Molly to sing him Happy Birthday. It is hard to believe, but Kate is in 11th grade, MF in 9th, while Molly is in Kindergarten.
Normally, I indulge myself and have a birthday party for Ken in Nova Scotia. Today was just like olden times, when Ken and I were traveling home to Toronto after our summer work. We always forgot both his birthday and our anniversary until we arrived home. Today, I must admit that I forgot his birthday until mid morning when Ken reminded me that he was now 77.
So Happy Birthday Ken. When we married, his life expectancy was 42, and here is, 77 years old and still walking and talking!! What a good fellow.
Ken also enjoyed the phone call from Kate, Mary Frances and Molly to sing him Happy Birthday. It is hard to believe, but Kate is in 11th grade, MF in 9th, while Molly is in Kindergarten.
Normally, I indulge myself and have a birthday party for Ken in Nova Scotia. Today was just like olden times, when Ken and I were traveling home to Toronto after our summer work. We always forgot both his birthday and our anniversary until we arrived home. Today, I must admit that I forgot his birthday until mid morning when Ken reminded me that he was now 77.
So Happy Birthday Ken. When we married, his life expectancy was 42, and here is, 77 years old and still walking and talking!! What a good fellow.
Sunday, August 18, 2013
August 18, 2013. Brunswick, Maine. Thai Villa Restaurant.
Outside it looked like any old restaurant with a glass covered building attached, but inside it was charming. Deep purple silk covered the ceiling and the glass, with other fancy doodads hanging to divide the space. The restaurant was small and intimate, which was the exact opposite from the street. Until you knew the restaurant, you would never go in the door.
We went for two reasons. The first was proximity. The Thai Villa Restaurant was the closest place to our motel. And the second reason was our desire to eat a different taste from seafood and fried food, which we have been eating for the past two months. Our choice was excellent. Both the food and the service were superb. Some days you just get lucky!!
We went for two reasons. The first was proximity. The Thai Villa Restaurant was the closest place to our motel. And the second reason was our desire to eat a different taste from seafood and fried food, which we have been eating for the past two months. Our choice was excellent. Both the food and the service were superb. Some days you just get lucky!!
Saturday, August 17, 2013
August 17, 2013. St.John, N.B. On The Road.
After our ferry ride from Digby to St.John, I was driving the truck off the boat. The sun was shining right in my eyes as I navigated to the Delta Hotel, right down town. I missed the turn into the hotel valet parking. Ken wanted me to back up so I could get the truck into the proper spot. I am not so good at backing up the truck so I refused. Instead, I left the truck right in the middle of the road and got out and walked into the hotel and asked them to rescue the truck.
Poor Ken. I had left him wondering what I was doing. The staff just laughed and immediately sent the valet parking person to drive the truck. And then they hid it, which was all right with me.
The funniest part was the luggage. On a very elegant luggage rack, we placed two backpacks, one box of red wine and a carry bag of all of Ken's necessary items. It looked ridiculous. We did refuse to have the bellman deliver the stuff to the room.
Our journey to the farm has begun.
Poor Ken. I had left him wondering what I was doing. The staff just laughed and immediately sent the valet parking person to drive the truck. And then they hid it, which was all right with me.
The funniest part was the luggage. On a very elegant luggage rack, we placed two backpacks, one box of red wine and a carry bag of all of Ken's necessary items. It looked ridiculous. We did refuse to have the bellman deliver the stuff to the room.
Our journey to the farm has begun.
Friday, August 16, 2013
August 16, 2013. Western Head, N.S. Free Lunch.
Actually, there is a free lunch. Gill, Wendy and I took Bernard for lunch to the Quarterdeck Cafe. He is a good friend of ours as well as a wonderful artist so once or twice a year we stop by for tea or take him out for lunch. He likes being taken out by the ladies. Last year we ate at The Worlds Best Clams. The food was tasty but we ate enough grease to last us a year, so this year we chose the Quarterdeck where there are menu options. When you enter, you immediately notice all the art. When we sat down, I noticed that the ladies were seated but Bernie had not arrived at our table out on the porch. I assumed he was looking at the paintings.
When Bernie arrived at the table, he apologized and said that he had been talking to Doug, but as we did not know Doug, we said nothing.
We four decided not to order dessert so I asked for the bill. Soon, a dessert appeared and our nice waitress said that there is no charge for the dessert, and in fact, there will be no bill. Doug, who we discovered was the owner, has given us a free lunch. We were stunned but finally discovered that Bernie had done many favors to Doug over the years and that he was saying thank you. We three ladies were delighted to trail after Bernie's coattails. Bernard enjoyed it too. So there really is a free lunch, but only if you go out with an artist!!
When Bernie arrived at the table, he apologized and said that he had been talking to Doug, but as we did not know Doug, we said nothing.
We four decided not to order dessert so I asked for the bill. Soon, a dessert appeared and our nice waitress said that there is no charge for the dessert, and in fact, there will be no bill. Doug, who we discovered was the owner, has given us a free lunch. We were stunned but finally discovered that Bernie had done many favors to Doug over the years and that he was saying thank you. We three ladies were delighted to trail after Bernie's coattails. Bernard enjoyed it too. So there really is a free lunch, but only if you go out with an artist!!
Thursday, August 15, 2013
August 15, 2013. Western Head, N.S. Bernard.
His brain never stops creating. In addition to his painting, he also makes imaginative objects from paper mache. He makes cats in all sizes, the largest four feet tall. On one shelf there are over fifty cats, each with their own personality. And he makes birds and fishermen and seagulls, each one different and with a distinctive, sunny disposition. From his ceilings are hung hundreds of objects made from the lids of cans. They are clever and beautiful.
He has made the front room into a winter bedroom complete with a huge chair that looks like a throne. It is six feet tall. The sides are decorated with large flowers, all made by paper macho and at the top of the back are the three muses complete with large bosoms and crowns. He has a wicked sense of humor.
He has painted a few pictures this winter but mostly he spent time with his crafts. He will sell his paintings but will not sell his crafts. He is enjoying living with all his cats and birds and seagulls. Today, Gill, Wendy and I took him out for lunch and we discussed his refusal to sell his cats. Everyone wants one of his cats, including us. When he got over telling us about how he loves his creatures, he finally admitted to us that it takes him about the same time to paint one picture as to make one cat. People will be happy to pay him $1000. or more for a painting but expect him to sell a cat for $75. or $100. So he keeps all his cats and animals and people. I suggested that he price his cats at $500. and let the people decide. He just laughed.
His home is astonishing with it's beauty and color and variety. But I bet I would have nightmares in his winter bedroom, clever though it may be. Be sure to tell me when you are in Nova Scotia so you can get his address. It ia an amazing place, and well worth a visit.
He has made the front room into a winter bedroom complete with a huge chair that looks like a throne. It is six feet tall. The sides are decorated with large flowers, all made by paper macho and at the top of the back are the three muses complete with large bosoms and crowns. He has a wicked sense of humor.
He has painted a few pictures this winter but mostly he spent time with his crafts. He will sell his paintings but will not sell his crafts. He is enjoying living with all his cats and birds and seagulls. Today, Gill, Wendy and I took him out for lunch and we discussed his refusal to sell his cats. Everyone wants one of his cats, including us. When he got over telling us about how he loves his creatures, he finally admitted to us that it takes him about the same time to paint one picture as to make one cat. People will be happy to pay him $1000. or more for a painting but expect him to sell a cat for $75. or $100. So he keeps all his cats and animals and people. I suggested that he price his cats at $500. and let the people decide. He just laughed.
His home is astonishing with it's beauty and color and variety. But I bet I would have nightmares in his winter bedroom, clever though it may be. Be sure to tell me when you are in Nova Scotia so you can get his address. It ia an amazing place, and well worth a visit.
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
August 14, 2013. Western Head, N.S. Hair Cuts.
In Nova Scotia, April cuts my hair. She is the daughter of my builder George. It has been a great pleasure watching her grow her business and get on with the important parts of a life. Now when I visit her in her salon, I arrive and enter a building at the back of her home she calls her Salon. It is modern and fancy and elegant. And it is busy.
April graduated from University with a degree in Graphic Design but she wanted to live in Liverpool so instead of taking a job in Halifax or Calgary, she went back to school to learn to be a beautician and she opened her own Salon. She had just purchased a large old house just at the end of town, which cost a ridiculously small price to buy but that was badly in need of repairs. She and George started in on the house. The first task was setting the living room up as April's Salon. Soon, she started her business, all the while working to renovate the old house.
It did not take long to need more space, so a new building was built at the back of the lot to house a new bigger Salon. In the meantime, April got married and she and her new husband now have a baby. I first met April in 1999 when she had just graduated from University. Now she is a very successful business woman running a full service salon.
The house next to hers is for sale so April and I talked about them buying the house as she needs more parking space, but she will only buy it if the sellers substantially reduce their price. As a good business person, she knows the break-even price whereby she can make the renovations and rent it for a profit. It is a pleasure to see this energy and expertise, right before our eyes in Liverpool, Nova Scotia.
April graduated from University with a degree in Graphic Design but she wanted to live in Liverpool so instead of taking a job in Halifax or Calgary, she went back to school to learn to be a beautician and she opened her own Salon. She had just purchased a large old house just at the end of town, which cost a ridiculously small price to buy but that was badly in need of repairs. She and George started in on the house. The first task was setting the living room up as April's Salon. Soon, she started her business, all the while working to renovate the old house.
It did not take long to need more space, so a new building was built at the back of the lot to house a new bigger Salon. In the meantime, April got married and she and her new husband now have a baby. I first met April in 1999 when she had just graduated from University. Now she is a very successful business woman running a full service salon.
The house next to hers is for sale so April and I talked about them buying the house as she needs more parking space, but she will only buy it if the sellers substantially reduce their price. As a good business person, she knows the break-even price whereby she can make the renovations and rent it for a profit. It is a pleasure to see this energy and expertise, right before our eyes in Liverpool, Nova Scotia.
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
August 13, 2013. Western Head, N.S. Last Minute.
Right now, we have all the normal tasks to be done before leaving to go south. Tomorrow we take the truck to the mechanic for the 75.000 mile check. While Mal was here, he helped me move furniture in the garage so now I can just drive the old truck into the garage before we leave. And of course, I am doing laundry. Soon I will unplug the freezer and garage fridge.
But in addition to the regular chores, we must make the house ready for prospective renters. This is the first time we have allowed anyone to rent the house who are not either friends or relatives. Many folks think it is a bad idea, but we will see. The garage is almost ready and the three bedrooms are done. The master bedroom is not even started to be orderly. My plan is the empty my closet so the renters can use the shelves and the hangers for their belongings. My stuff will go into the sea captains chest at the foot of the bed. The things in the closet off the bathroom as well as the medicine chest will go into a folding box in the back of the closet. And that is the best that I can do.
The Adirondack chairs must stay out on the deck down by the water and the deck furniture too. Monique and Miguel will take them in after the vacation season. We are leaving on Saturday but the house will not quite be closed up, leaving me with a sense of unfinished business. Walt and Mary will once again take on the task of looking after the house, so I am sure my anxiety will last only as far as the ferry to St. John, but at the moment, I am scurrying around like a busy bee.
But in addition to the regular chores, we must make the house ready for prospective renters. This is the first time we have allowed anyone to rent the house who are not either friends or relatives. Many folks think it is a bad idea, but we will see. The garage is almost ready and the three bedrooms are done. The master bedroom is not even started to be orderly. My plan is the empty my closet so the renters can use the shelves and the hangers for their belongings. My stuff will go into the sea captains chest at the foot of the bed. The things in the closet off the bathroom as well as the medicine chest will go into a folding box in the back of the closet. And that is the best that I can do.
The Adirondack chairs must stay out on the deck down by the water and the deck furniture too. Monique and Miguel will take them in after the vacation season. We are leaving on Saturday but the house will not quite be closed up, leaving me with a sense of unfinished business. Walt and Mary will once again take on the task of looking after the house, so I am sure my anxiety will last only as far as the ferry to St. John, but at the moment, I am scurrying around like a busy bee.
Monday, August 12, 2013
August 12, 2013. Western Head, N.S. The Hot Tub.
It is the oddest thing. George is a retired school teacher who runs South Shore Pools. At the beginning of the season he sets up the hot tub for the summer season. Mostly he has been very responsive except for the bills. One winter we received a bill covering the whole summer. He was supposed to be charging our credit card but he kept forgetting. Finally he sent us a bill, but of course we were not in Nova Scotia so the bill went unpaid. Finally, we figured out that our credit card had never been charged so we called George and paid our long overdue bill. His business practices are not top drawer, but he has kept our hot tub in fine order.
When we arrived in June, the hot tub was not running and a part had obviously been removed from the front panel. Despite numerous phone calls, George has not come to fix the hot tub nor returned our calls. The hot tub is soon going to be put to bed for the winter having never been used this season. The same thing happened two years ago. The hot tub was repaired after we had left in September. I am all for just removing the stupid thing and doing without a hot tub. For sure, we must have someone else service the thing. Unfortunately, no technician really wants to come all the way down to Western Head to fix this old hot tub.
We don't know if George is ill. He is actually older than us so perhaps he has died. We have begun to talk to other companies but they don't really want to service the spa unless we buy a new one from them. Problems problems. Ken is going to tie it down for the winter and make the decisions next year. But before we leave, we are going to drive by South Shore Pools to find out what has happened to George and the parts to the hot tub. It is a puzzle.
When we arrived in June, the hot tub was not running and a part had obviously been removed from the front panel. Despite numerous phone calls, George has not come to fix the hot tub nor returned our calls. The hot tub is soon going to be put to bed for the winter having never been used this season. The same thing happened two years ago. The hot tub was repaired after we had left in September. I am all for just removing the stupid thing and doing without a hot tub. For sure, we must have someone else service the thing. Unfortunately, no technician really wants to come all the way down to Western Head to fix this old hot tub.
We don't know if George is ill. He is actually older than us so perhaps he has died. We have begun to talk to other companies but they don't really want to service the spa unless we buy a new one from them. Problems problems. Ken is going to tie it down for the winter and make the decisions next year. But before we leave, we are going to drive by South Shore Pools to find out what has happened to George and the parts to the hot tub. It is a puzzle.
Sunday, August 11, 2013
August 11, 2013. Western Head, N.S. The End.
It happens every year. During the last ten days of our stay in Nova Scotia, our social calendar is full. It drives Ken nuts. Beginning last Thursday, we have either been entertained by others for lunch and dinner or had company at home. It is almost too many engagements for me. But not really. I enjoy the activity and the company, because I know that soon it will end and we will not see these good folks until next summer.
We should be able to spell out the social events but it is impossible. Pat and Mal are leaving on Tuesday and Ken and I next weekend so these events serve two purposes, which is to say goodbye to all four of us. Tomorrow evening we dine out at friends, which will be our last supper. Then Ken will put his foot down and we will stay home and get organized for our journey to the farm. We hope to begin on Saturday. But until then, we four are being wined and dined by our friends, and we are enjoying every minute. Even Ken.
We should be able to spell out the social events but it is impossible. Pat and Mal are leaving on Tuesday and Ken and I next weekend so these events serve two purposes, which is to say goodbye to all four of us. Tomorrow evening we dine out at friends, which will be our last supper. Then Ken will put his foot down and we will stay home and get organized for our journey to the farm. We hope to begin on Saturday. But until then, we four are being wined and dined by our friends, and we are enjoying every minute. Even Ken.
Saturday, August 10, 2013
August 10, 2013. Western Head, N.S. Malcolm.
Finally, I found the end of his efforts in the kitchen. Normally, I come into the kitchen each morning to find the coffee being made, the clean dishes put away from the dishwasher and the counter tops spic and span and empty, all done by Mal before any of us are down for breakfast. This morning, I found everything was normal except in the sink was sitting the dirty roasting pan left over from dinner last evening. After everyone left last night, Pat and Mal helped me clean up from the party. With the three of us working efficiently, the house was back in proper order very quickly, but I left the roasting pan to soak in the sink.
At breakfast, I joshed Mal about his unwillingness to clean the roasting pan and we all laughed. But before we left for coffee at Gill's home, Mal washed the dirty pan. He commented that he was ruining his reputation!! He also did not want to be the subject of derision in my wee web log. "Too late", says I. Mal is helpful in so many different ways that I was delighted to see a blemish on his resume. "Too good to go unnoticed," and a wonderful memory.
At breakfast, I joshed Mal about his unwillingness to clean the roasting pan and we all laughed. But before we left for coffee at Gill's home, Mal washed the dirty pan. He commented that he was ruining his reputation!! He also did not want to be the subject of derision in my wee web log. "Too late", says I. Mal is helpful in so many different ways that I was delighted to see a blemish on his resume. "Too good to go unnoticed," and a wonderful memory.
Friday, August 9, 2013
August 9, 2013. Western Head, N.S. Dinner Parties.
Fourteen of us sat down to dinner tonight at our home. Mitch and Vickie and their three children are visiting Mary and Clif in Nova Scotia so we invited them plus all the Gull Bay Group along with Pat and Mal. The children were dressed up in their best clothes and they brought their best manners too. Their behaviour was exemplary and a delight to be with. After dinner, while the adults sat around the table talking, the children went to the garage to play. Normally it would be full of toys but this year the trunks very never opened. But children are wonderful. They found the only thing to do in the garage, which was to draw on the construction paper, and use the scissors to cut up their designs.
I kept the food simple. No appetizers at all. And we ate at 6:30; Roast beef and roast turkey, along with boiled little potatoes, green beans, carrots and rolls. I set out the food on the kitchen table and people helped themselves. We sat all together at one long table. Pat made rhubarb crumble for dessert. The whole evening was simple and delightful. No full and no muss.
It is much easier to entertain when Pat and Mal are here. They are helpful at every stage or the process. By 10:00, everyone had gone and the house was back to it's former glory. I am very fortunate to have such helpful friends, especially when we are entertaining..
I kept the food simple. No appetizers at all. And we ate at 6:30; Roast beef and roast turkey, along with boiled little potatoes, green beans, carrots and rolls. I set out the food on the kitchen table and people helped themselves. We sat all together at one long table. Pat made rhubarb crumble for dessert. The whole evening was simple and delightful. No full and no muss.
It is much easier to entertain when Pat and Mal are here. They are helpful at every stage or the process. By 10:00, everyone had gone and the house was back to it's former glory. I am very fortunate to have such helpful friends, especially when we are entertaining..
Thursday, August 8, 2013
August 8, 2013. Western Head, N.S. Sears.
Shopping in Liverpool is difficult as there are no large stores, so you must drive to Bridgewater. Often, in lieu of driving, we order from Sears but every year, the service gets worse. The people in the store are pleasant and helpful but I will try to remember not to order from Sears again. Their delivery practices are impossible.
In the Sears Liverpool store, I ordered two single mattresses, to be delivered in the store in ten days. I was to pick them both up on the 31st at their store. A few days later, I ordered two mattress covers from the catalogue, over the phone. They were also to be delivered on the 31st. So far, all is well.
On the morning of the 31st, I phoned and was told that my order had arrived at their store so Ken and I drove into town in the old truck to pick up the stuff and take the objects to the cottage, where we were to stay for a few days. The problem was that only one mattress pad had arrived. Now the rest of the order could arrive on Saturday or perhaps in ten days. Unfortunately, Sears has no tracking system in place to find out what had happened to my order. They had no idea and after a lengthy conversation with the Consumer Relations Department, they did not care. This expert in the consumer department actually hung up on me.
The recorded message was sent to me saying that my order had arrived, but only the day after the proper day and only when the order had not really arrived. This happened four times. Finally, i got the full order but only on three different days. It was an astonishing display of incompetence.
In the Sears Liverpool store, I ordered two single mattresses, to be delivered in the store in ten days. I was to pick them both up on the 31st at their store. A few days later, I ordered two mattress covers from the catalogue, over the phone. They were also to be delivered on the 31st. So far, all is well.
On the morning of the 31st, I phoned and was told that my order had arrived at their store so Ken and I drove into town in the old truck to pick up the stuff and take the objects to the cottage, where we were to stay for a few days. The problem was that only one mattress pad had arrived. Now the rest of the order could arrive on Saturday or perhaps in ten days. Unfortunately, Sears has no tracking system in place to find out what had happened to my order. They had no idea and after a lengthy conversation with the Consumer Relations Department, they did not care. This expert in the consumer department actually hung up on me.
The recorded message was sent to me saying that my order had arrived, but only the day after the proper day and only when the order had not really arrived. This happened four times. Finally, i got the full order but only on three different days. It was an astonishing display of incompetence.
Wednesday, August 7, 2013
August 7, 2013. Western Head, N.S. Susan and Peter.
It is their first visit to Nova Scotia and they like it. They flew to Portland, then drove through Maine to St. John and took the ferry to Digby. After two nights in Halifax they came to visit us in Liverpool at Western Head, where we look out at the bold Atlantic Ocean. Seeing Nova Scotia with a new set of eyes is always interesting. They like the people and their courtesy and they like the lack of crowds and heavy traffic. And they love the coast. Both Susan and Peter are well travelled individuals but this is their first trip to the Maritime provinces. I wonder why?
Tomorrow we will all go to lunch at the Quarterdeck, which is right on a beautiful beach. Peter has read about the beaches but has not yet seen one. Tomorrow he will. Unfortunately, tomorrow they will drive up to Cape Breton Island, then drive around the long loop the next day. Before they head home to Chevy Chase they will see PEI. Tomorrow morning after breakfast I will show Peter the map of Nova Scotia and I will tell him what to do the next time they visit Nova Scotia. It is best to see the place slowly. Much of the area comes from the charm of the people and the places and the speed of the action or lack of action. I am delighted to have Susan and Peter visit us at our home in Nova Scotia. I just wish they could stay and learn more about the place, and enjoy it's charm.
Tomorrow we will all go to lunch at the Quarterdeck, which is right on a beautiful beach. Peter has read about the beaches but has not yet seen one. Tomorrow he will. Unfortunately, tomorrow they will drive up to Cape Breton Island, then drive around the long loop the next day. Before they head home to Chevy Chase they will see PEI. Tomorrow morning after breakfast I will show Peter the map of Nova Scotia and I will tell him what to do the next time they visit Nova Scotia. It is best to see the place slowly. Much of the area comes from the charm of the people and the places and the speed of the action or lack of action. I am delighted to have Susan and Peter visit us at our home in Nova Scotia. I just wish they could stay and learn more about the place, and enjoy it's charm.
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
August 6, 2013. Western Head, N.S. The Sun.
Today, it is easy to understand the worship of the Sun God. I like to pretend that I am oblivious to the weather, but in truth, I always feel better when the sun is shining. It is a perfect day at Western Head. When the temperature in San Antonio is 103 degrees, it is difficult to not feel grateful when you go outside where the air is clean and clear and the sky is bright blue with nary a cloud in sight. Add to that the cool breeze and you feel you are in a perfect world.
The other day when Pat and I got out of the water at the lake, we felt chilled, so sought out the sun. The difference between sitting in the sun and sitting in the shade was astonishing. In the shade we shivered. In the sun you felt warm. Unfortunately, the clouds often hid the sun so we both finally changed out of our wet bathing suit. It is the little things in life that bring pleasure, such as dry clothes and a sun shining day. In my mind, I mostly ignore the weather and never really complain about it, but I will admit, that when the sun shines all day and the sky is bright blue, I feel better and I am grateful for the Sun God, here in Nova Scotia.
The other day when Pat and I got out of the water at the lake, we felt chilled, so sought out the sun. The difference between sitting in the sun and sitting in the shade was astonishing. In the shade we shivered. In the sun you felt warm. Unfortunately, the clouds often hid the sun so we both finally changed out of our wet bathing suit. It is the little things in life that bring pleasure, such as dry clothes and a sun shining day. In my mind, I mostly ignore the weather and never really complain about it, but I will admit, that when the sun shines all day and the sky is bright blue, I feel better and I am grateful for the Sun God, here in Nova Scotia.
Monday, August 5, 2013
August 5, 2013. Western Head, N.S. Jan and Larry.
It was a wonderful evening, and I knew it would be. Jan and Larry invited the four of us for dinner at their lovely home in Liverpool. Now Jan and Larry, unlike me, fuss over their guests. Larry is the cook. He even removed the kernels from the fresh corn so we could not fight the cobs of corn at the dining table. The whole evening was a delight, with tasty food, served elegantly. We loved it.
There is something about being treated in a special way that warms your heart. Jan and Larry had obviously gone to a great deal of effort in order to serve us the dinner. They selected the menu: endive ends filled with cream cheese, smoked salmon and capers and onion for appetizers. The Greek salad was the next course; French creamy feta cheese brought from Ottawa, olives, tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers and onions. Main course was fish, parsley potatoes, fresh corn, and green beans. Dessert was ice cream with fresh berries served in a crispy edible basket.
We ate leisurely and talked...and talked...and talked. Normal curfew for Mal is 10:00, but we were still sitting at the dining and talking at 11:00. It was a wonderful evening with our good friends Jan and Larry, just as I knew it would be. Now I should begin to fuss myself.
There is something about being treated in a special way that warms your heart. Jan and Larry had obviously gone to a great deal of effort in order to serve us the dinner. They selected the menu: endive ends filled with cream cheese, smoked salmon and capers and onion for appetizers. The Greek salad was the next course; French creamy feta cheese brought from Ottawa, olives, tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers and onions. Main course was fish, parsley potatoes, fresh corn, and green beans. Dessert was ice cream with fresh berries served in a crispy edible basket.
We ate leisurely and talked...and talked...and talked. Normal curfew for Mal is 10:00, but we were still sitting at the dining and talking at 11:00. It was a wonderful evening with our good friends Jan and Larry, just as I knew it would be. Now I should begin to fuss myself.
Sunday, August 4, 2013
August 4, 2013. Western Head, N.S. Happenings.
My granddaughter Sarah attends an Episcopal School in San Antonio. The tenth grade students are invited to attend a Happenings, a weekend to concentrate on living a Christ centered life. Part of the weekend is for the student to receive letters from relatives and friends, who have been asked to send a letter of encouragement to the student, all of which will be a surprise to the student. I will be interested to hear about the weekend.
Sarah is 15 and she lives in San Antonio, Texas, but the Dickie side of the family hailed from Canada. Whether she knows it or not, Sarah has a long line of righteous relatives who are ladies cheering her from Heaven. Both the Buckley and Dickie ladies took their role in life seriously. There was nothing frivolous about her grandmother or great grandmothers or great great grandmothers. Perhaps it is genetic, this business of making your mark in life and taking your role seriously. I hope Sarah understands how much we wish her well. We love her dearly and I hope the Happenings was a happy productive weekend for her.
Sarah is 15 and she lives in San Antonio, Texas, but the Dickie side of the family hailed from Canada. Whether she knows it or not, Sarah has a long line of righteous relatives who are ladies cheering her from Heaven. Both the Buckley and Dickie ladies took their role in life seriously. There was nothing frivolous about her grandmother or great grandmothers or great great grandmothers. Perhaps it is genetic, this business of making your mark in life and taking your role seriously. I hope Sarah understands how much we wish her well. We love her dearly and I hope the Happenings was a happy productive weekend for her.
Saturday, August 3, 2013
August 3, 2013. Western Head, N.S. Washington D.C. Tennis.
One of the semi final games is on TV right now, with Del Poltro playing Anderson. I found it channel surfing. I did not even know the tournament was being played. Once upon a time, we had tickets to the whole series. I especially enjoyed the first few days when you got to watch many games, one after another and you got to see young players working their way up the ladder. The tournament was important to us, for a short time in our lives, many years ago.
For two years, both boys worked as ball boys at the tournament, which was fun. Our friends the Dildines suggested that the boys get involved and they did. They were told the first year that as new ball boys, they would probably not work late into the tournament, but it turned out that David and Andrew did a good job and ended up working the semifinals. The boys were probably 12 and 13 the first year. It was a bit of a look into the future, as both boys learned their task, then excelled, right before our eyes.
Once upon a time, many years ago, tennis was important to all four of us, living in Maryland, just across the District line. Now I did not even know when the tournament was being held. Our world has turned.
For two years, both boys worked as ball boys at the tournament, which was fun. Our friends the Dildines suggested that the boys get involved and they did. They were told the first year that as new ball boys, they would probably not work late into the tournament, but it turned out that David and Andrew did a good job and ended up working the semifinals. The boys were probably 12 and 13 the first year. It was a bit of a look into the future, as both boys learned their task, then excelled, right before our eyes.
Once upon a time, many years ago, tennis was important to all four of us, living in Maryland, just across the District line. Now I did not even know when the tournament was being held. Our world has turned.
Friday, August 2, 2013
August 2, 2013. Western Head, N.S. Another Party.
The plan was to have cocktails down by the water. Our friends were coming to say welcome to Pat and Mal and goodbye to Tucker and his three children. Also Connie's Mother and step father had just arrived too, so with the five children and the 19 adults we were to make a fire and take the food and drinks to the deck by the fireplace. It was a good idea but by 4:00, when we were ready to carry the plastic glasses, wine and food down to the water, it started to rain. So we were forced to have our outside party inside. We still used all the plastic glasses and the boxes of wine. No one minded a bit.
The four in our home ate our main meal at noon, in true Nova Scotian manner. After people left, we sat in the living room and ate more cocktail food and talked. It is very nice to gather friends together, especially for such a celebration. And it is much easier when we have friends visiting us who help. Once again, I am fortunately with my friends.
The four in our home ate our main meal at noon, in true Nova Scotian manner. After people left, we sat in the living room and ate more cocktail food and talked. It is very nice to gather friends together, especially for such a celebration. And it is much easier when we have friends visiting us who help. Once again, I am fortunately with my friends.
Thursday, August 1, 2013
August 1, 2013. Western Head, N.S. Pat and Malcolm.
The first thing Mal does is to check the lights throughout the house. Then he replaces the burned out bulbs. He has done this for so long that I don't even think about the lights because I know Mal will soon be here. This year is no different. So far, he has replaced the kitchen pot light so now the kitchen is bright once again but he could do nothing about the living room because we do not have any light bulbs.
They arrived at noon today. After picking up a mattress at Sears, we all drove to Staples in Bridgewater to purchase a Range Extender/Booster, then on to the Cabin to deliver the mattress and cover. Again, Pat and Mal helped. While Pat and I pushed, Mal placed the mattress and the pillows up in the sleeping loft. He is much more nimble than me or Ken.
Sitting on the deck and eating hot dogs for dinner at the Cabin was their welcome dinner in Nova Scotia. They did not mind a bit. Already they have both helped us both. We will enjoy their two week visit.
They arrived at noon today. After picking up a mattress at Sears, we all drove to Staples in Bridgewater to purchase a Range Extender/Booster, then on to the Cabin to deliver the mattress and cover. Again, Pat and Mal helped. While Pat and I pushed, Mal placed the mattress and the pillows up in the sleeping loft. He is much more nimble than me or Ken.
Sitting on the deck and eating hot dogs for dinner at the Cabin was their welcome dinner in Nova Scotia. They did not mind a bit. Already they have both helped us both. We will enjoy their two week visit.
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