Hiding in the sagebrush.
Sunning in the catnip
Tagged baby horse, bees, catnip, end of summer, pekin duck, sunshine
“Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.”
Robert Browning
Yes it is fall. It doesn’t hit you, it is very sneaky. The bumblers are hanging tightly to the last of the bee balm. So cold they are some times motionless. I have to touch them and breathe on them to get them going. Smoke is coming from the neighbors stacks; the sweet smell of burning fir or birch. Mist hovers over the lake in the morning and a sneaky frost covered the car windows this week. Not a killing frost just a light sparkling announcement card that winter is coming. That’s the problem with fall. It is a downward spiral of decay that it sugarcoats itself in brilliant colours, is respite from blazing hot summer days, and offers a reward of harvest before throwing us knee-deep into winter.
I have written before on how much I love trees and the relationship I have with them. I always find it sad when we lose or have fall more on our property. We lose them to disease and a combination of disease and weather.
This summer we felled three trees. One from a lightning strike, and two from disease. When a tree falls it makes a horrendous thump. Here, nothing goes to waste. Branches cut and mulched, the tree bucked for fire wood.
Fall is all about preparation. Hay, straw and feed in the barn. Frost blankets to get the most from our vegetable garden. Cutting back of the perennial garden, thinking about how we can change it or make it better next year. Fall has an element of hope in it.
With my twice weekly walkabout in search of errant thistle I was surprised by these lovely white flowers and the beautiful coloured lichens and moss.
Tagged bees, fall, forestry, lichen, pine beatle, sustainability, trees
On the summer theme of butterflies I found this wonderful children’s book written and illustrated by Canadian Elly MacKay. It is one of the most beautiful books I have seen this year. It is a lovely lesson on the environment and community building.
When a little girl moves to a new town, she finds a place called Butterfly Park. But when she opens the gate, there are no butterflies.
Determined to lure the butterflies in, the girl inspires her entire town to help her. And with their combined efforts, soon the butterflies—and the girl—feel right at home.
Elly MacKay’s luminous paper-cut illustrations and enchanting story encourage community, friendship, and wonderment in the beauty of everyday life.

Ontario author/illustrator Elly MacKay built the images for her new book, Butterfly Park, by painting and cutting paper, building tiny dioramas and creating mood with the use of special lighting, then photographing the results. (Image courtesy of Running Press Kids, publisher of the new picture book)
And it comes with a beautiful poster when you reverse the book jacket.
Posted in Nature
Tagged butterfly park, children's book', community building, elly mackay, enviroment
Said the 4-year-old. It usually meant, “look what I am doing or have done or what the cats and dogs have done: but this time it was special. “Shh “she said as she motioned us to come quick and be quiet.
It was a beautiful female deer, down by the creek at the back of our property. We had a perfect view of her from the deck. She was quietly munching on rose hips and false Solomon Seal berries. She might be the same doe from last summer, she looks similar. What a treat.
And……. what a treat for the 4-year-old. A year ago she was afraid of the tiniest bugs, creatures, and animals. A clear case of NDD (nature deficit disorder). Today she embraces all. The telling point was when she requested help saving a frog who was hopping through the grass just before a dog training class. We had to help him through the fence, in case he got stepped on, maybe his mom was looking for him. Empathy training doesn’t come any easier.
I planted a milkweed last year for the first time. I wanted to see if it would survive in our Zone 3. It was disappointing in the spring because there was no plant. Well it surprised me and survived. We do not have monarch butterflies here, but we do have butterflies and they are beautiful as well and they do like my milkweed. I am going to plant more this fall.
I signed the Monarch Manifesto below for the monarch butterflies
My pledge for monarch butterflies.
I commit to:
Tagged butterflies, david suzuki, milkweed, monarch manifesto
It’s a cliché from a so-so movie; Field of Dreams but I always hoped that if I added the right food and timing to my garden I could get the hummingbirds to eat from the garden and not from the feeders. It finally happened this year.
Hummingbirds arrive here in May and they are hungry. Most of them are tiny and feisty and we so enjoy watching them at our six feeders. I feel bad though because I am feeding them refined white sugar and water. I know it wouldn’t be good for me and I am sure it is not the best for them, but they are so ravenous and will tap on the windows if the feeders are empty.
At this time there is not enough pollen food in my garden, but this year because of the extreme heat everything bloomed at least two to three weeks early. Usually there are no hummingbirds around and we have packed away the feeders. For the last two weeks I have been spotting them in the garden eating from the flowers. I just haven’t had a camera handy.
I could hear them all afternoon while I was dead heading. I could hear them over the din of the bees eating from the bee balm. I made Papa sit out on the patio with the cameras focussed until he got a shot of them.
I have tried very hard to plant for pollinators and it has paid off in spades. We have had bees of all stripes, butterflies and now hummingbirds eating the from the flowers.
It was a great hike to the ‘top of the world” at Sun Peaks Mountain. It is actually just a hop skip and a jump as the crow flies from our house. We live at the same elevation as the village and we could drive the back logging roads to Sun Peaks but its much more civilized to take the long way; a drive into town, turn right a drive up the highway and a right turn for a 32km ride up the mountain.
We went to see the alpine meadow flowers. In town there has been a vitriolic conversation and legislation acted on about the cosmetic use of pesticides (including herbicides). The council has banned the use for residential gardens. A moot point because nationally the federal government still allows the product to be sold. I don’t use insecticides or herbicides preferring natural methods (lady bugs for aphid control) or good old-fashioned physical labour. It is a constant war with burdock and thistle. I dig it up and it keeps on growing. I also believe that one mans weed is a another man’s toilet paper. Just think we have 1000’s of tourist coming here to see our wild flowers in their natural setting but don’t let them find any of them in our perfectly manicured front yards.
The dry warm spring and the high heat so far this summer has hastened the flowers growth. Lupines and balsam were finished and asters and paintbrush were coming to their end as well. Still it was a beautiful and adventuresome hike.
Our good friends Krista and Mike came with us and Krista is the best to person to have with you when you are identifying plants. Agrology is her specialty, as well as telling harrowing bear encounter stories.
When she called back to me that a bear was on trail behind me I thought she was kidding. Nope! Big bear.
Being a candidate for knee replacements it’s a long hike for me, especially the down hill. I didn’t bring a walking pole so Mike made me one.
He had his trusty pocket knife out and fashioned one in no time. I left it at the bottom in the bucket of loaner walking poles. Hope the hiker who takes it enjoys!
We are so lucky to live in such a beautiful part of the world. Tourists flock to our natural surroundings and wide open spaces. We need to fight to keep it this way. Education is the key. Make sure your children and grandchildren don’t suffer from NDD (nature deficit disorder). Inform yourself, get involved.
p.s. the marmot insisted on giving us a lecture at the bottom. He thinks we should all get along in nature as well.
Posted in Nature
Tagged alpine meadow, cosmetic pesticides, hiking, nature deficit disorder, sun peaks, top of the world, wild flowers
Yikes, and my last post was “the jaws of winter”, WHAT happened? Nothing out of the ordinary just life. I definitely have been occupied. (I am trying this word out because I have developed a disdain for the word busy). It has become the word for a rampant viral disease. We infect others by our smug use of the word. “LIKE OMG I AM/HAVE BEEN/WILL ALWAYS BE SO BUSY” ITS A STATUS.
It was a tough winter for Oma who has lived with us for 15 months. After a very bad bout of Norwalk she went to live in a seniors residence. Her care was far more than we were capable of.
My babysitting/nannying gig for the two youngest grandchildren is joyful and tiring. I counted my hours for a week and when they tallied more than 55 I thought I should stop counting.
So what have I been doing? I looked at my photo log and this is it.
We baby sat a new puppy dog for my niece.
I visited with the grandchildren at the coast and went to Festival du Bois with them.
What a great celebration of Canadian heritage. Because I was also there to babysit for two nights they also introduced me to two great movies. The Book of Life and Box Trolls. Loved both of them.
We started a “fairy garden.
We planted veggies to complement Mimi’s copious flowers for bees and butterflies.
We beat the heat by cat napping in the cat nip or od’ing on watermelon and oh yes meet the new chickens Lacey and Tilly.
We visited the zoo to see the “spirit bear”.
We have been construction workers.
We have had horseback riding lessons, swimming lessons, goat and dog rodeos and water park and theatre park fun.
We have practiced fine motor skills and gross motor skills
We dug out the old (from 1973, when my daughter was born) yogurt maker.
We practiced camping in case anyone wants to take us?
We hatched butterflies from caterpillars and let them go.
Meanwhile, new horses were born on the flats and Mimi is working on her documentary. She is also considering buying a horse of her own. So you see life does happen so no guilt involved..
I would like to say we are loving this weather but it’s not natural. We are surrounded by a ring of fire just like in 2003; the air quality is awful. Please be considerate of the earth and our place on it.