I haven’t been out to the end of the road at Monashka Bay since last autumn, so when I was offered the opportunity, I jumped on it. Driving out past Ft. Abercrombie and through the edge of the forest is always fun, and there is always the possibility of seeing bears. Suddenly the road takes a sweeping curve and there are grass covered hills rising to the mountains. The hills are dotted with young spruce, but primarily they are covered with a heavy, lush growth of grasses and wild flowers. The road wanders around the hills for a while, and after reaching the highest point of the road there is another sweeping curve and here are more spruce, which slowly dwindle until we reach the point where the creek turns the land to muskeg. Lots of grasses here too, but what remains of the spruce are bleached trunks slowly decomposing. This is where the road ends. I mean it just stops, and there is The Bush staring you in the face. The creek was full and running well, and the songbirds were doing their thing. My favorite summer bird is the golden crowned sparrow, it’s call in the still air is a plaintive three notes descending. A magpie was dancing at the edge of the water, and suddenly an adult eagle sailed in for a not-so-graceful landing upon one of the small spruce boughs directly over the creek. He must have been fishing, as he was keeping a close eye on the water. I picked a few wildflowers, chocolate lilies and cranesbill with a bit of spring beauty, and we headed home.
Even with the chilly, overcast weather, it’s still a fabulous place to live!
I probably ought to post some puppy pics too, hmm?
This is Stripeless and here is Stripeless again. He had a dark stripe down the middle of his back when he was born. It has dissapeared, hence the name.
Here is Oreo Oreo. She is the only girl, and she is so tiny.
She is the only pup with a for sure home, and they have named her.
This is Big Boy. He is a sweet puppy.
This pup is Little Boy. If I am correct about
Little Boy him, he will be my first competing show puppy.
I am including this one just because Little Boy seemed to be saying Hi to all the MMPer’s!
Happy Monday, time for me to get thinking about going to bed!
Teaching 30 hours seems like a lot, too. Hang in there… BTW – could the indigestion also be at least partially a reaction to your change in diet? Even if you were “native” in the past, you’ve lived for a few years in the US – maybe your system needs some time to get (re-)used to the old food?
:rolleyes: