Rain, rain and more rain. What a crazy summer. First it was so hot for so long that we could barely get anything done now it rains every day and sure dampens our plans to do work outside. We have to work between rain showers.
The gardens produced but not like they usually do. Too much of . . .
anything is not good. A lot of people complained about their cucumbers not producing a lot and the plants dying off prematurely. The tomatoes are getting black spots before they ripen. The blossoms would appear on a lot of different types of veggies but then fall off and nothing. That was discouraging. Out west the locusts are eating the crops and here we are trying very hard to get enough feed for our animals to survive the winter.
My daughter Shelly and her husband Carl arrived last Tuesday with Tao and Corben driving his own car here. They spent a few days at the cottage and were able to go on a few canoe trips in between rainfalls. They came to my place Thursday morning and loaded the two vehicles and trailer with stuff that I was giving them. I had already taken a truckload a few weeks ago and there is still more to go. They left before noon. Shelly stayed with me for a visit and to help me. She’ll be here until this weekend or the next.
On Sept. 12, we will be burying my Uncle Roy Mayhew in Otter Lake. We are having a private COVID-19 service which will be hard to do. Not being able to hug your loved ones and relatives just because they are not in our circle is a hard thing to do. But there are a lot of elderly people attending whom we have to respect and protect.
Shelly and I took Sunday afternoon off and went to visit Sharon and Bruce Hodgins at their camp. We had a great visit, played cards and had supper with them. You can feel fall coming in with the cool evenings and damp weather so we had to go into the trailer. We saw four families of wild turkeys walking to the lake for a drink. There must have been over 40 of them. We also saw one tree limb which had turned completely red so it won’t be long before the rest follow. It’s sad to see summer come to an end.
Without Shawville Fair this year it sure isn’t the same. People looked forward to the fair to see old friends, have a great time, say goodbye to summer and always the excitement for the kids to meet their new teachers and classmates. It symbolized the bounty of our gardens and the pride we take in our farms and livestock. I guess I’ll just have to make my own candy apples.
Please pass the word around to all artists and craft people that I have hundreds of different sized frames and canvasses for sale. I also have a lot of crafting supplies, Wilton cake pans and about 100 chocolate molds for sale.
I’m just putting the finishing touches on the house and then putting it up for sale. I’m selling it totally furnished so it would be a great place for someone just starting out. So if you know anyone looking for a home feel free to call me 819-921-5296. I’ll be selling it privately.
