If It Be Your Will

It was just a bit cool out, with a stiff breeze tossing the branches of the trees around. I packed up the table and chairs on the deck but decided that it was nice enough to enjoy a few hours out on the swing. I started out listening to music – Leonard Cohen – but got too depressed. Some find it strange but I don’t usually find Leonard’s stuff dirge like – it usually makes me want to dance – not today though. So I changed the music to something up beat for a while and then picked up my book, “The Edible Woman” by Margaret Atwood.

 

After listening to “Waiting for the Miracle” I had to look up “If it Be Your Will” sung by Antony. This version was on the documentary “I’m Your Man” that we saw a few years ago. It really touched me – he really added a pleading, haunting sound to it. Check it out on YouTube  http://youtu.be/1MDlMdu2gjw

I read “The Edible Woman” over 25 years ago and thought that it would be time for another read. Well, I’m past the 80th page and haven’t remembered a thing! My memory seems to have given up on me for these types of things. The good news is that I can re-read books from my own library as if they were brand new… scary eh!

Grace even got outside for an hour or two this morning but then the wind picked up (I could see it ruffling her feathers) so I took her in before she froze – I haven’t figured out how to convince her that a sweater would be a good idea ;-)

Tonight we will finally have our Thanksgiving supper – Turkey breast with all the fixings, although there will be a big cheat with “Stove Top Stuffing”. I tried it a few years back when making turkey dinner on the camper – I simply did not have the space to make real stuffing so I tried the boxed kind. It’s actually not too bad, although nothing like the real thing…

I saved the rest of the turkey (uncooked) for the dogs. Turkey is a great deal for raw feeding when we can get it for $0.99 lb. – I save the breast for us making the rest of the turkey almost free – good cheap dog food!

Trees love to toss and sway; they make such happy noises.
Emily Carr

Indian Summer

I’ll be honest – I shed a few tears today as we packed up from our last camping trip of the season. Sure, we just MIGHT get out one more time, but our regular campground is closed for the season leaving just one open in the area. IF the weather is great we may make it out, but I’m not counting on it.

The last week has been amazing – an Indian Summer to remember. Yesterday was a record high of 27C, that’s about 84F in October! Unbelievable! Normal temps are around 13C (about 56F). It’s been so warm that most trees aren’t even changing their colours – the leaves are just falling off without their blush of red and orange.

There ain't nothing better in this world you know, than laying in the sun with the radio – sunny days, oh sunny sunny days…

 

 

We still had one free pass into Upper Canada Village so yesterday, after a lovely walk with the dogs, and pancakes, bacon & eggs outside on the picnic table we headed over to UCV. Despite the rather large number of people there we were able to walk around and view the exhibits at our leisure. The day was just stunning (have I said that yet?). Of course we picked up a loaf of their wonderful bread and enjoyed probably our last tomato salad of the season with thick slices of wood oven baked bread. Then time for a sit down in the sun till it was time to fire up the bbq for some great steaks. All in all a perfect last full day of camping.

Crank alert on – what is it with people and their dogs? They are either on flexi-leads at full length twisting around peoples legs (at UCV), or they are loose (at the campground). We had two loose dogs come up to us this weekend when we were out for our walks. It was no big deal, but luckily my dogs (except Spike) aren’t too violent about interlopers. And the barking... lets just say that some people seem to be deaf to their own dogs. It really rots my socks as surely someday dogs will be disallowed because of these jerks  people who have no control of their dogs. Argggh! 

Oh yeah – the rearrange of the furniture, and removal of the black chair really made the interior functional even with Grace’s huge cage. Since we only used that chair once this summer it may be permanently exiled! This is the nice thing about having some of the rv furniture reconfigurable – we can really set things up to fit our specific requirements. All that to say – I LOVE OUR CAMPER! take that bigger campers that sometimes try to seduce…

Back to Margaritaville!

Yes, in October! We have been having fantastic weather. It is hard to believe it’s October 8th as the weather is HOT and calling for margs again. As soon as Carm gets back from his golf round I’ll fire up the magic bullet for the second day in a row :-)

This has been a great few days – while I missed having Carm around it was really nice to visit with Ruth and then my Mom uninterrupted – we talked about all kinds of things! I feel fortunate to have such a great relationship with my Mom.

Spike loves it when Grandma visits too. I just have to tell him that she’s coming and he gets all excited. He even did a “find Grandma” all the way to the campground facilities. He knew just where to turn down the sidewalk to get to her – amazing since he’s never been to the ladies washroom, nor has he done a find except when she’s in the room. He is a smart little rat.

Carm arrived back at the campground around 11:30 am yesterday. I was glad to see him. That last night alone was nice, but I’m always happier to have him around. I think he had it worst though as I had all the pets with me – the  house would have seemed really empty. I think some time apart really makes you appreciate each other more.

The campground has really filled up. I think they said it will be a sold out weekend (at least for the camper spots, I don’t think they’ve ever sold out of the tent spots). There don’t seem to be many children around so I guess it’s mostly just old people like us!

Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited.
Imagination encircles the world.
Albert Einstein