Look At My Willows Now

     The other day when I was in town, our neighbor Karen came up to me and told me that she couldn’t believe just how our willows were growing, after being so brutally cut off ten feet above the ground, six months ago.  I know she, and all of our other neighbors had been concerned after they saw how they had been topped, leaving just the trunks of the trees.  

    I knew willows were amazingly resilient trees because we had had them topped once before and it didn’t take them long to grow back to their same pre-topping height.  All that said, I too was surprised at just how quickly their tops were re-growing.  In fact I will have to get out there and take off some of those new branches,  just so the trees don’t get so out of hand again.  

   

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I Guess It Wasn't Kona Squeaking

     The other night when I was fast asleep, I was awakened by my wife telling me that Kona was “squeaking”.   Sometimes when Kona urgently needs our attention, instead of barking, she makes a short, very high pitched, squeak.   It generally means she needs to go outside.

    I got out of bed, put on my pants, synching up my belt tightly, so I wouldn’t hurt my back picking up Kona to take her outside.  I lifted her and took her out into the yard.  I shown the flashlight on her to see if she did anything.   She didn’t, so after a while, I carried her back into the house.

    It was when I was carry her back in that I heard the squeaking sound.  It was coming from inside the house.  It hadn’t been Kona squeaking, it was one of our smoke detectors, telling us that its batteries needed replacing.  I unhooked the smoke detectors from the ceiling and removed the old batteries, so that it would no longer make the squeaking throughout the rest of the night.   

    Of course, getting up, carrying Kona outside, and then taking down the smoke detectors, left me wide awake, so I read a bit in a novel, hoping that would eventually get me back in the mood for sleeping.  Next morning, I replaced the batteries and put the smoke detectors back in their place on the ceiling.

            

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A Morphine Hit For Bees?

     I have a lot of poppies in my vegetable garden.  They come  up every year, and I never weed them out, because I enjoy all of the color they add.  

    Yesterday, I was out there picking peas and I couldn’t help but be aware of all of the bees that were busily buzzing around on the poppy flowers.  There was one particular poppy that was sporting numerous bees, seeking nectar.  There were five different bees who seemed frantically  busy on this one flower.  Since poppies are the source of morphine, I wondered if this one particular flower were giving the bees an extra “buzz” from the drug.  The bees sure seemed especially attracted to it.

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A Visit To BC's Ancient Forest Provincial Park

     Ever since we moved to the Robson Valley, I have been attracted to its rapidly disappearing old cedar forests.  These old cedar forest are a rare ecological habitat, known as a Inland Temperate Rain Forest.  Happily one such area has been preserved and has become the Ancient Forest Provincial Park, which is located about an hours drive west of McBride.  It is a special place that love to experience and I got another chance to do so when my brother and his family up here for a visit.

    A sign beside one of those old cedars said that the tree was one thousand years old when Leif Erickson stumbled upon North America.

    While those gigantic, moss-covered cedars are the main attraction in the park, I have also loved seeing the plants that thrive in the dark, moist ground, beneath the ancient cedars.  Below are a couple of photos I took of those plants.  

    Immediately below is a fern tucked in between the roots of one giant trees.  Below that is a Skunk Cabbage, a broad-leaved plant that grows only in the wettest and darkest areas of the Ancient Forest.

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BC Summer's Triple Whammy

     We are currently experiencing three negative events that sometimes occur during in summer.  Unfortunately at present, they are all happening at the same time:   Our sky is filled with smoke from distant forest fires, we are experiencing unusually hot (for us) temperatures (32°C, 90°F), and our  mosquito population has exploded, making any leisurely pursuit outside, unpleasant.  The photos show what the sun looks like through the smoke-laden evening sky.

    Fortunately, there is a predicted end to our hot temperatures, as a cooler, more normal, showery front is scheduled to move in this weekend.  However there is no way of knowing how long the forest fire smoke and the irritating mosquitoes will remain.  

   The smoky summer skies are something that began occurring ten or so years ago.  It was our very wet and showery spring that gave us the mosquitoes, but at least that moisture lessened our chances of getting a forest fire locally.

    I no longer look forward to summer the way I optimistically used to do, in the past.

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Back To Blogging Again

     After a short hiatus in blogging, while hosting my brother and his family who were visiting us from Dallas, my wife, Kona, and I are getting back to our slow, mundane, lifestyle again.  We had an enjoyable visit and were able to catch up with what was happening in their lives.  While we had seen my brother last year when all of my siblings visited the Robson Valley, we hadn’t seen his wife or two sons for years.  In fact, the two boys were just kids last time we saw them, and now they are both in university.

    During their visit, we took them to a few of the unique local Robson Valley sites.  One evening we made the forty-five minute drive to the scenic Tete Jaune Lodge, to belly up and gorge ourselves at their tasty buffet, situated right beside the Fraser River.  This time, the dinner was an unique experience because there was a heavy downpour of rain and thunder storm going on.  

    We ate under the large protective tent roof, watching the flowing river as the lighting flashed and thunder rumbled.  It all made for a very memorable dining experience, but the wild weather didn’t prevent us from stuffing ourselves with the delicious food.

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No Blog For Five Days

     Whenever I don’t blog for a few days, people always send me emails asking if I am alright.  My brother’s family has just arrived up here for a visit, so I don’t think I will be able to do my blog for a while.  I thought I would just get out in front of my probable absence and warn you that the blogs won’t be be there for probably five days.

    You can take a short break too.

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