Nothing To Write About
It’s been a while since I updated this blog. That’s because I have nothing to write about.
No, apparently the fact that I saw three rainbows in three days is nothing much to write about. One was a very vivid but short-lived partial rainbow, so I didn’t get a picture of it. The other two were faint, huge side-by-side rainbows. Spectacular sights! But I guess nothing to write about.
The fact that I had to
a) pull over to the side of the road to discuss a matter of discipline in a very serious manner with my kids, only to
b) pull back onto the road, drive for about half a kilometre, and then
c) start yelling to the kids like a crazy person when I saw a moose having a meal on the side of the road.
We all enjoyed that sight. The previous disciplinary interlude was forgotten, and they forgave me for being perhaps a little too excitable that day. But still, apparently that’s nothing to write about either.
Or the fact that due to a bathtub mishap water leaked from the upstairs bathroom floor down into the downstairs bathroom ceiling and wall and then further down into the basement, which we’d just finished with drywall this past winter, and which caused all manner of panic and mayhem with towels strewn everywhere for mopping up the mess. Fortunately damage was minimal. No, I guess that’s nothing much to write about either.
Hmmm, too bad I’ve got nothing to write about.
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Wauby the Wooden Moose
Isn’t he marvellous? He resides at roughly the intersection of Ontario’s highways 12 and the 400.
Who made him? Why? How long did it take? Who put him there? So many questions, alas unanswered by the sign which only asked people not to climb on or hang from Wauby.
Hope I get to see the real thing soon. They should be coming out of the bush anytime now. I’ve heard reports of people around seeing them but haven’t yet had the pleasure myself this year.
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The Melt Is On
I was out runnning errands when I drove by one of Bracebridge’s many falls. It was a sight worth stopping for. All I can say is Wow. (And that I’m glad I live on high ground.)
This is the town’s parking lot where I got out for a closer look at the Muskoka river. I have to confess to feeling rather nervous parking here. I had no desire for my Odyssey to go on, well, an odyssey. It looked like it would be fairly easy to set sail from this vantage point.
Yes, the town docks and walkway are completely submerged. River water would periodically splash up on the guard rails. Then I took some footage of the falls themselves. This is a still of the silver bridge in the background and the hydro generating station on the left:
I also took some movie footage with my digital camera. In an attempt to string together the clips into one movie I started playing with iMovie. I claim no expertise in any visual arena but I did come up with something that amused me in no more than about an hour (I had about a bazillion other things I should’ve been doing during that hour but let’s put that time down to personal growth–har!).
Here is my iMovie debut:
Obviously I have a lot left to figure out…but it was fun fooling around with the software. And trust me: if I can do this so can you!
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Complain, complain
If you’ve browsed this blog a bit I’m sure you haven’t failed to notice that I complained about the snow an awful lot. Turns out I might have been justified in grumbling…at least a little.
Yes, I’m Canadian. Yes, I live in a rural area. Yes, I should be used to snow. But nearly 18 feet in one winter? According to this article in The Bracebridge Examiner that’s how much snow my part of the world got this winter. The highest in the province!
All I can say is we’re lucky we had two partial melts in there.
And speaking of melts, it looks like it’s finally underway for real! For the last week or so it’s been a pleasure to see these signs of spring:
* the beaver paddling along the narrow shoreline melt
* the sound of a woodpecker calling and hammering
* the call of the redwing blackbird! Love those guys.
* mud
* a pair of great blue herons flying overhead
* the mallards are back
And personally, as the highway snowbanks shrink, I find it fascinating to see how many guardrail posts the snowplows took out over the winter. This year they hardly demolished any. Good job!
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