Friday, 3 January 2020

December 2019


Wow, that month went by fast!  What happened?

Winter started out officially and efficiently on December 1 with our first snowfall—all of 1”, which disappeared fairly shortly afterwards.  Then everything settled down to a somewhat sedate state with moderate temperatures, fog and sun, and little bits of snow now and then.

The fog can be anywhere from a wisp to pea soup, the latter of which is unwelcome, but it does have the side effect of creating beautiful hoar frost.  Every picture becomes that of a Christmas card.




Our neighbours at the bomb pit continued to amuse us hugely; after trucking a large number of loads of rock out, they then trucked in even more loads of sand.  It looks like they have laid out the area for the foundation of the house (doubt if they will have a basement!) and all is quiet until next summer.  The mild December permitted more work time than they had expected.



The deer continue to wander back and forth on a fairly regular basis, and one doesn’t even need the game camera to get a good shot.



We have been going for ambling walks through the neighbourhood to keep Brian moving, and just at a 90 degree angle to our road you can look over a completely different terrain.  

Looking to the south, instead of looking at grapevines and orchards, you can see the rolling hills of cattle county, complete with wide open grazing areas. 




We came across a funny sign in our neighbourhood.  Lots of properties have ‘No Trespassing’ signs on them, and in the valley there are a lot of signs saying ‘No National Park’.  This sign just appeared to be vehemently negative.



Christmas festivities got started on December 15 with our annual Fire Hall Potluck Dinner.  It is extremely well attended with well over 100 people, and a monstrous spread of offerings from all participants.  Door prizes, table decoration draws, and speeches keep things moving smartly.  Everyone chips in a few bucks for our road clearing crews, and each crew member generally gets a $50 Tim Horton card to thank them for their efforts.  Our roads are well taken care of!



The next event was on December 21 when one set of our neighbours invited us to join them at a school concert in Midway, about an hour’s drive east of here.  They were really pumped about the event, so we accepted the invitation even without knowing much about it.  It turned out that this was the secondary high school in Midway (population 694) and the music teacher was an extraordinary woman who used to sing opera, and got the kids totally involved.

Six performers did two sets of music, the first of which was more traditional melodic Christmas songs, and the second which included excerpts from The Sound of Music.  (I was so engaged I didn’t get a picture of them for the Christmas portion, but they looked excellent in formal evening wear.)  Then they started singing!  Their voices were absolutely professional sounding and very touching given the small community (lots of family members there to cheer!) and the intimacy of the small theatre in the school.

Then we discovered we knew the father of two of the singers and had met the son Mattius while his dad was doing some work at our place.



Here they are singing about the Little Goatherd.  The second from the left is Antonia who is the twin sister to Mattius to her left.  Clearly not identical!  Mattius is at least 6 foot 6 inches tall, very slender, and has the most amazing bass voice.  No matter how carefully dressed he was, his shirt cuffs always extended beyond his suit jacket by at least 3”!

Christmas decorating started in fine fashion, with Caribou now pulling a sleigh with a solar panel to power the sparkling lights on the rim while Eagle was carrying in bows for gifts.  Regrettably I missed Sasquatch, who posed as a snowman this year.  The boys at home were prepared to welcome their holidays with their usual exuberance.






Our five bird feeders are well attended, and we are getting a good assortment of flying pigs coming around.

Mountain Chickadees (see their white eyebrows?)are fearless and will come to the feeder even if I am inches away from it.  The Hairy Woodpecker is also reasonably comfortable with my presence, especially because the Stellar Jays and Clark’s Nutcrackers will dominate all the feeders unless I am around.  Mr. Nutcracker hopped from branch to branch, trying to figure out how to approach and not be seen by me, without any success whatsoever.





Brian and I had a great Christmas, and we are very proud to announce a new member of our family, born on Christmas Day.

Meet R2V2, our robotic vacuum, named after my favourite movie hero.



Now you have to understand us old farts.  For years, we would go to other people’s places, and if there was a baby they would place it in the middle of the floor, and we all would watch the baby.  This obviously puzzled those of us who were childless.

No so now!  On Christmas Day, we got R2V2 all charged up and then let him loose.  We generally run him on a random pattern, and he beetles about, crisscrossing the floors, until he has determined that everything has been covered to his satisfaction.  For two hours, Brian and I followed V2 around, marveling.

It actually is amazing to consider the programming in this little beast to make him work around furniture, avoid falling down stairs, and inspect every corner thoroughly.  If he runs into problems, he beeps to call us to rescue him.  When his charge is near the end he beeps, works for another 10 minutes or so and then docks himself back onto the charging apparatus to get properly fed.  The first shock was how much dust this little sucker picked up.  The second shock was how must dust he could again pick up 3 days later.  I might have to decorate him with little antennae just to give him that little extra jaunty touch.

Here’s hoping that 2020 will be a good, happy, and healthy year for all of us!  Thanks for visiting.