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 
                   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.
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             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 

                                   "Hot enough for ya?"

                             Promise of rain.
                   The backyard remains a source of nature's entertainment.  We have seen the
                   clumsy young Grosbeaks, Grackles, Bluejays, Crows and Finches chattering
                   and fluttering their wings until a parent feeds them.  The Hummingbirds sip
                   refreshment at our window feeder after visiting the brightest flowers in the
                   garden. With high temperatures, my five water sources need regular filling,
                   especially after the refreshing baths that take place throughout the day.  I
                   love to watch the puffy, dripping visitors, preen their feathers back to a
                   recognizable species. We observed the Wrens frantically bring insects to their
                   four babies who squawked and jousted beaks to receive the nourishment.

                   Brown-tailed Black Squirrel
                          I am convinced that Red Squirrels suffer from "Little Squirrel Syndrome"

                   Nuthatch chills in the sprinkler.

                I was lucky to be able to water my gardens although it became tedious, the fruits of
                my labour were worth it!

                Planter boxes sported Mini Sunflowers then Zinnias. Tomatoes, basil, squash in pots.

                                 Viceroy butterfly

                   Under the Pines, backyard garden.

                                   Back porch Canna Lilies reach six feet.
                       Japanese Maple drips tears of joy after a good rain.

            Front, sunniest garden spent June and July wilting and coming back from the almost 
            dead.  Their perennial thirst is insatiable and their resistance incredible.

                   Love my new Juniper.

                   I take way too many photos of the bunnies, so many that even my food is
                   beginning to look like a rabbit. 

                                                            Brian is one clean bunny!

                    Bunny bread?

                   Regular blog readers know that we put up our motor home for sale last autumn.
                   We decided that we would spend part of our winters in Australia as we really
                   want to spend time with the family, especially the quickly growing grandchildren.
                   We also plan to travel in Australia, hopefully sooner than later. 
                   Over the winter we had a few calls about CC but things really began picking up in
                   June.  We spent a lot of time cleaning and preening.  Chris checked out all the 
                   system and took the coach in for a safety check which passed with flying colours. 
                   As interested folks toured and test drove CC Rider, we remembered our many
                   travels and experiences with Dixie and realized we had a strong emotional
                       If you have not followed our travels, check out:

                   The first offer was squelched after the buyer sadly discovered that he had 
                   advanced Prostrate Cancer and needed to begin treatment immediately.  With
                   his health and future in jeopardy, buying a motor home was not in the cards.
                  We were excited with the second offer with nothing but positive comments about 
                  the coach.  A week later, with a couple of lame excuses, the sale was cancelled. 
                  A few other viewers came for a tour with the response to the front page Kijiji ad
                  peaking interest.
                    Everything is not what it seems, what looks like snow is actually sand.
                  We will be honouring with the cliche "Third Time Lucky" as the sales agreement
                  that Kathy and Mike made was true!  The showing process had been rolling on
                  since the beginning of June and it was now early July and we were exhausted.
                  True to their word, the new owners returned on July 17 headed to the bank and
                  Service Ontario to get the ownership and license plates sorted, then took us out to
                  lunch to celebrate.  Mike are Kathy are great people and their enthusiasm for RVing
                  is high.  We know that CC is now in good hands and will soon be enjoying great
                  adventures with her new family.  Chris and I waved a teary goodbye as CC Rider
                  drove away leaving an empty space in our driveway and our hearts.
                 This time of year is so wonderful for its variety of fresh produce.  We are lucky 
                 to have a Fruit and Veggie Market, a Berry Farm, a Mennonite Store brimming
                 with produce, meats, cheeses and baked goods and a Mennonite family selling 
                 free range eggs and corn; all a close distance from home. 
                 I have been canning; two batches of strawberry jam, raspberry jam, dill pickles, 
             The newest edition to our garden menagerie is a baby bunny.  It has been fun 
             watching him interact with birds, squirrels and other rabbits.  He has grown 
             quickly and knows "the carrot delivery times" arriving for a munch-fest. 
                   WARNING: Those who are sick of bunny pictures, sign out now!!
                  Eating is so exhausting, I can barely stay awake for another bite!
                  Family breakfast. (I know rabbit families do not stay together)
                   Face off!
                   No one will ever see me here!
                               Yes, I'm in your garden but I am just looking.....
                   The gang's all here.


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