May the waters subside, soon
Proof that I “have a heart”? The HavAHart is deployed among the feeders, and the squirrel that rousted me from a near-nap by drumming on the side of the house will soon (I believe) be heading off to new territories. My goal, in life: to provide free taxi service for the little freeloaders. Why am I not as interested by the bunnies? They have a guardian angel.
Another afternoon of name trading with the neighbours. As one person put it, “It’s almost like playing bingo”. So many names that are remembered but unless we take the time to document their dates, they will be forgotten. Or do the coming generations even care? They will. It’s hardwired into our common spirit.
Actually, the first results of a corporate DNA test came back and we had a short presentation. Lots of cousins, proven by science rather than anecdotal records. There’s a growing interest around the table to get a few more tests sent off. Still expensive, compared to reading old newspapers, but in the case of a couple of the (really) senior citizens in our group, the cost will be “crowd sourced”. A chance to prove our record keeping as scientific? I guess.
Over in NB, the waters are still rising. With the TCH (our major transportation route to away) closed and submerged, this is starting to take on a new air. What if we run out of food? Can’t all be eating lobster rolls. Or some chowder variant. I just want the waters to subside, and let the greening up for summer to begin. In passing, there’s hope for the lawn, here.
