This is the last sign of the mystery pond animal. Something broke through the ice to make a path right to the hole in the bank.
This is the last sign of the mystery pond animal. Something broke through the ice to make a path right to the hole in the bank.
Well, how are you and are you feeling festive finally?
Thank you so much for the comments and emails on my posts. Several of you asked about Tony's lack of appetite. It has been slowly waning. But that does not bother him like I think it should as he always enjoyed being thin. However, it is his lack of strength and feeling tired after only minutes of doing some chore or other that really bothers him. We just had yet another appointment with the doctor who reviewed his recent tests. No, nothing has been discovered; everything is status quo as it were. He's still on a bunch of meds, of course, and our pharmacist has also done a review to see if anything is amiss. I notice no one is mentioning his age during these consults; perhaps it would be considered agism to do so. But all that aside, Tony has, on the surface at least, been doing well. He rode, on his Spyder, with the guys once a week all summer, meets up with them for coffee once a week in a neighbouring town and also keeps lunch dates with other old pals. He has more of a social life than I do.
I've done a big sort out of the sheets in the green storage unit I use to house our bedding. This house is short on closets so this one from Ikea does the trick. Beside it is also an Ikea item to store shoes which is also handy.
We are both still using the castor oil. Tony likes how it makes his skin less dry and itchy. I have no idea if it is helping for wrinkles or any of that. I do think it keeps the skin from drying out which is a positive thing. And it is cheap. Here, a typical Ontario winter has begun with below freezing temps so we can use whatever we can get. It was -20C on my walk the other morning. Cleats on my boots as everything out there was frozen hard, a skating rink in places. My fear of falling is real but it won't make me stay in...I feel like fresh air is vital to my well being somehow.
I bought a large bag of cranberries on special and made a batch of jam. It was a delicious treat on sourdough toast. I debated which kind of sugar to use but in the end, used regular old sugar. It is tiring to scrutinize every single thing we eat all the time.
I've got the garbage put out. With the composting and the fires, I usually only have garbage to put out every three weeks but there is always lots of recycling. Realized my Gorilla cart does not do well in snow. It gave my arms quite the workout on the small hills from the basement back door around the house to our driveway. And I wished at one point we did not live down such a long winding laneway either. But the air was so beautiful, cold and crisp, and I know a little workout is good for me. Then I went back out and used the old fire ashes to scatter along the tire marks where ice had formed overnight in the laneway, a very old use of ashes here in wintry Ontario. Two chores done.
I've set up a small table in this main area of the house and decided to use it for a hand quilting table. Don't know why I never thought of this before. I'm using my very large and old Ott Floor Lamp.
I have the bird feeders filled and the wood brought in for the day long fire.
We have a fresh five inch blanket of snow on the ground this morning, definitely comfort food season. I cooked a ham and scalloped potatoes to go with it last night.
Down at the pond one day last week, I watched a number of tadpoles swimming under a thin skim of ice. Definitely did not seem comfortable this late in the season. I wondered if they will survive. *Just had to look that up and sure enough, yes, they can hibernate as tadpoles and continue their growth next spring. Amazing!