Halloween Be Gone

    While I am sure a multitude of kids eagerly await the arrival of Halloween, I on the other hand, can’t wait for Halloween to be over.  Every year we make sure we buy lots of candy to give out to Trick or Treaters, and for a decade, not one has shown up at our door.  It’s a terrible problem, because we then have all of the candy we bought left over, and to prevent it from going to waste, someone has to eat it all.  

    Nevertheless, we have to be prepared in case some kid in a costume shows up.  We have already tested a few of the chocolate bars to make sure they are suitable for the kids and found out that they are. 

    After the witching hour is over tonight, we will have to face our responsibility, and finish off all of the candy that wasn’t given away (probably all of what you see).  I know it’s a sacrifice, but we will force ourself to do it.

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Another Jam Over

    It being Wednesday means that I have to wait another whole seven days before our Tuesday Night Jam session at the McBride Library happens again.  We had a big turnout last night, as you can see from the photo, but we are on the verge of loosing three of the musicians.  One is going back to her home in France, another winters in Mexico, and the third is in the process of moving to Valemount which is an hour’s drive away.  Nevertheless it is still a far cry from the four or five people that used to show up when we first started the jam in 2014.

    Last night we played our typical wide range of songs:  Folk, Rock, Country, Bluegrass, and Gospel.  We played “City of New Orleans,” “House of the Rising Sun,”  “Life’s Railway to Heaven,” “Early Morning Rain,” Joni Mitchell’s “For Free,” the bluesy gospel: “Take My Hand Precious Lord,” Chuck Berry’s “Johnny B. Goode,” Randy Newman’s “Rider in the Rain,” and Gillian Welsh’s, “Tear My Stillhouse Down.”  We also played “Stewball,”  “Wagon Wheel,” “Good Night Irene,” “Long Black Veil,” and some others that I don’t remember.

    The whole idea of our jam is to have fun playing music, and I do every Tuesday.  The participants and songs change every week, but I find it always enjoyable.

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Clear Skies

    Yesterday we chose to take our afternoon walk on Jervis Road.  There was just a tiny nip in the air (2C, 35F), but there was still some warmth in the sun.  The leaves are gone and the grass is brown, but the surroundings were still awe inspiring.    

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Lexi Camouflaged

    Lexi and the weeds along Horseshoe Lake Road are now the same color, and whenever she catches a scent of something and goes into the weeds, you can’t see her.  During the summer when she went into the heavy foliage you could till see bits of her tan fur through the cracks in the green weeds, now however, she totally blends in.

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Instruments of Destruction

    The Robson Valley, where I live, is a fairly pristine place that still has some large wilderness areas that have never really been impacted by humans.  Forty years ago, when we moved here those pristine areas were a whole lot bigger.

    That is the problem with living in areas that are pretty much naturally intact; over time you see more and more of those wild areas destroyed, in our case by logging.  While the rate of logging has decreased due to economic conditions, every year we still come upon new cutblocks, and see a constant stream of logging trucks barreling down the highway carrying away what used to be a forest.

    During the Spring and the Fall there is a break in the logging, because the conditions in the mountains become to muddy to operate in.  That is why all these machines are sitting there in the photo.  They are getting repaired and ready for the winter logging season to come.

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Snow on the Slopes

    This is how the slopes of McBride Peak looked this morning after a day and night of rain/snow.  The Birch and Aspen look furry with the spikes of Douglas Fir sticking out to give the scene accent.

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Oops, I Guess It's A Cat Bed Too

    When we got our dog Lexi, she right away started to take advantage of all the soft napping places that belonged to our cat Lucifer, so I guess Lucy thought it was only fair to take advantage of the dog bed that we had just bought for Lexi.  The two are pretty tolerant of each other, and only take over the bed when the other is not using it.

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