Hello Kitty





              Yes, there are "cat people" and "dog people" and those who like all animals, 
              wild or as pets.  Animals have been popular subjects for artists, crafters and
              illustrators for years.  

              Hello Kitty is a fictional character created by Yuko Shimizu in 1974.  She 
              remains an iconic image that graces over 50,000 product lines.  Crazy!!
 

             My Kitty Pitcher graced our breakfast table when I was a kid.  Mark and I
             poured milk from that little jug onto our cereal with great enjoyment.  It is
             one of the few objects from my past that I cherish for its vintage design and
             pleasant memories of my youth.
 

           My Kitty Pitcher sits on the kitchen window ledge and holds the memories of
           our gardens from Spring to Fall. 













            Crazily, I have been singing throughout this blog with the song stuck in my brain from
 "Lady and the Tramp"
           We are Siamese if you please (dun da dun dun) We are Siamese if you don't please!

Covid Conundrum

            



                   A lonely little Petunia becomes more beautiful as time passes.

              So, we move into August, half a year since Covid-19 grabbed the world and flipped
              it off it's axis.  I sure thought that I would have taken down my "decorative thank-you
              to essential workers" globe that hangs at our driveway's entrance by now.  I also 
              hoped that we would have a pair of tickets for Australia to spend Christmas and a
              couple of our winter months with the family.
      

           We are lucky here in Bayfield to be in Stage 3 where businesses, shops and restaurants 

           are open with caveats in place.  Customers and employees must all wear masks and

           many places have security to ensure that happens.  Social distancing is in place, hand 

          washing stations and sanitizer is everywhere and all venues limit customers.

          Many towns have adapted parking spots to create patios for restaurants.  Chris and I
          had a fun lunch on The Albion's patio in Bayfield recently.  We also sat on the patio
          for lunch at the Beach Street Station overlooking Lake Huron in Goderich.
              People flocked to the beautiful Sunflower Field in Bayfield for photos and flowers by
              donation.  The field of sunshine was a bittersweet tribute to a local family whose two
              year old son Max died of Leukemia this winter.



              I have been enjoying outdoor yoga where a couple of volunteers mark our spots 
              with small flags so participants lay their mats at a safe distance from each other. 
              Our Yogi Jennifer is fabulous and provides an inspirational "stretchy" hour for us
              twice a week in Pioneer Park overlooking Lake Huron.  Namaste!

                                    Friend/neighbour Linda at Yoga, Pioneer Park, Bayfield.
                                    The view from my yoga mat in Shavasana pose.

              Bayfield is famous for its sunsets and Chris and I enjoyed one recently nibbling
              ice cream cones and watching folks set up cameras and focus their binoculars.  
              We were there to see "Comet Neowise".  It took a long time for true darkness to
              fall so that the stars were visible.  We were able to view the comet as a blurry 
              fuzz-ball and the Mosquitoes were busy feasting on us and everyone else in Pioneer 
              Park.  We decided to drive up to the cornfields on Bayfield River Road where we 
              were rewarded with a much clearer view of the comet with her long, peacock tail.





              It is amusing to hear friends gleefully announce that they had a haircut or visited 
              the dentist or hiked in a public park or that their favourite dry-goods are back in 
              the stores. I am reminded daily of things to be thankful for that we often take for 
              granted.
             
                   Fresh Cherry pie baked by chef Wendy and shared during a blackout; thankful!

              Most people know me as a very patient person however my nemesis happens to be 
              "The Lineup". Right Wend?  Oh how we can learn new tricks!  The early bird no 
              longer seeks a worm but entrance to the grocery store without lining up.

                                          Whining in line while I wait to buy wine!


                                       Some folks line up to buy summer holiday cakes.
           
             Many of my friends with health issues or compromised immune systems seem 
             slightly less stressed.  As we know, stress only triggers more symptoms and
             suffering. Individuals cope in their own ways.  I think for me the strangest thing is 
             the concept of time and planning for the future.
 
             People are waiting all over the world for various things: medical appointments 
             and surgery; return to work or school; delivery of an important package; safe local
             and world travel; solving dept issues; reuniting with  loved ones; spontaneity; for 
             theatres, concert venues, galleries and museums to open; community parks to open; 
             competitive sports to return; to leave the masks behind; socializing without rules;
             finding a cure or vaccination and to watch the collective fear dissipate. 
 
             For me, the paradox of these times is how quickly the hours and days pass, but with
             the brakes on and locked.
                                    image from .2bp.blogspot.com
              
             July has been steamy with drought-like conditions.  The farmers' fields of soya beans
             and corn have really suffered.  The corn growth was accelerated in June's high
             temperatures but then stood still for weeks unchanged.  Tassles did not form or
             appeared very late and ears were tiny or nonexistent.  I was introduced to the term
             "Spiking Corn" observing the leaves curled inward to conserve moisture and looking
             more like cacti than corn.  Some areas of Southern Ontario have benefited from a few
             rainfalls whereas adequate moisture here has been very scarce.



            


             The large storm that brought tornadoes to a few places pulled down many beautiful 
             old trees and knocked out power in the region.  For all its pomp and circumstance, it
             brought very little productive rain.  Luckily, a couple of long gentle rains have come
             by over the past week, hopefully not too late for the farmers and their crops to 
             recover.

                                   "Hot enough for ya?"

June rolls into July

            Moving slowly through Covid Times....


















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           Thanks for the cameo "Rhubarb Queen Linda" 

 

Hello Poppies


    Unexpected backyard visitors....

 




Pileated Woodpecker drills two holes in a pine
tree and feasts on ant colonies while we watched 
over a twenty minute period!






         The Raccoon visited the recycling bin, bites beer cans and licked them clean!
                  "The Fly" escapes from a movie set to our yard and I hear his tiny voice calling 
                  "Help Me! Help Me!
           Note the dust on the Iris. As seen in previous posts, we have a Spring Gold Rush here 
           every year where every surface gets coated with a thick layer of yellow pollen from
           the forest.  Everything outside has to be hosed down and indoor cleanup requires
           diligent dusting and vacuuming.

             A few weeks after the pollen falls, a bucket load of "Rice Krispies" fill every nook
             and crannie.  Next will be the needles and pine cones.  fyi: The male "pine cones" 
             produce the pollen that floats up the tree to fertilize the female cones above. Once
             the process is complete the male "pollen cones" fall off the trees. Preppers and 
             survivalists use all parts of pine trees for nutrition.  I do not think I will be dining
             on a bowlful of male pine cones for breakfast any time soon.   apocolypseninja.com

                       Our backyard House Wren Couple sing throughout the day and dine on
                       insects.  They are currently feeding their noisy brood in our new birdhouse.



 

               











                          There is no shortage of insects!
            


  

           Calling all Bees!






                                             Peonies performed poorly this year.
             The many local farmers depend on rain for a productive harvest.  We have enjoyed a
             couple of delicious rain storms.


 













                                                                 Goodbye
                                                                 Poppies


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