Last night’s 70-kilometre/hour winds tested the tarping system covering our roof. Paul was out there in the afternoon, re-attaching the tarp in various spots where the winds had torn it away, and there were several…
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All through the night, the freighter sitting within a few hundred metres of my bedroom has been sounding its foghorn. This is a very loud foghorn. Luckily, I was tired enough that I slept through…
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Some recent traffic in front of our place: a fishing lodge being transported, three small-smaller-smallest tugboats in a parade, and a couple of freighters far from home, waiting to be guided into port and unloaded.…
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Yes, I’m sorry, more Woodsy Fall Photos for you today. But at least I’ll bring it back inside by the end of the post. . . I’m into the intense part of my week, starting…
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Remember I told you last week that I’d been frustrated in my search for a top of a certain muted colour . . . I went out with my camera in the sunshine yesterday looking…
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