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Farming for a Living

There’s no such thing as a slow news day in a small town.  Not when you have long-term residents willing to tell you their story and dig up a couple of old photos to go with it.

This “news” article was published in the People section of the Port Elgin Beacon Times on July 28, 1999 when my dad was 85.  There are a few mistakes in it, the funniest one being where they say our youngest sister is “Barbara” which isn’t even close to her real name.  That’s okay, she likes to remain anonymous.

Dad was the 8th of 10 children, not 9, but his youngest brother died in a bicycle accident when he was just a boy.  Maybe dad chose to skip over that part.

Hope you enjoy this little slice of history.
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I lived here until I was 5 or 6 so my memories of it are vague. There was a hand pump in the kitchen for water, and we had baths in a big wash tub on the kitchen floor. The next farm-house we lived in had hot and cold running water and a bath tub upstairs. Now if people have fewer than four bathrooms in a house they are likely to complain. How times change.

I Want to be a Trifectan

star-crossed lovers

It’s been educational and fun taking some Trifecta Challenges, and now I will attempt to contribute to the community of Trifectans by joining their (at this moment) 248 members, whether they want me or not.  Because really, who would not want to add another two hundred blogs to their daily reading list???  To be a true Trifecta member I think you have to be a little bit nuts, so probably I will fit right in.  All it takes is answering some questions and adding the link here.

  1. What is your name (real or otherwise)?   I submit my links to these challenges in the name of grandmalin.  And in the name of love.
  2. Describe your writing style in three words.  Here, there, everywhere.
  3. How long have you been writing online?  Since 2006, so seven years.  Seven YEARS.  I should be very good at it by now, hey?  Yes, I should be.
  4. Which, if any, other writing challenges do you participate in?  Used to do Plinky until they started recycling their questions, try to do some WordPress Daily Prompts, Prompts for the Promptless by Rarasaur (two so far, and the next prompts will no doubt be equally awesome), and a monthly Post for Peace with Bloggers for Peace (and this one I’m very happily committed to, because it’s connected me with so many incredibly beautiful souls.)
  5. Describe one way in which you could improve your writing.  I could leave my house and have some new experiences to write about.   I might even try that one of these days.
  6. What is the best writing advice you’ve ever been given?  Read, read, read.  Read everything. Read the best of it again.
  7. Who is your favorite author? Absolutely impossible to choose, or even to make a list. Maybe my favorite has yet to be discovered.  
  8. How do you make time to write?  By never getting anything else done.
  9. Give us one word we should consider using as a prompt. Remember–it must have a third definition.  Canny.   1.  shrewd, astute or wary, knowing.  2.  (Scot, Northeast English)  good or nice, used as a general term of approval.  3.  (Scot) lucky or fortunate  4.  quite, rather:  a canny long while.
  10. Direct us to one blog post of yours that we shouldn’t miss reading.  This Star Crossed Lovers  reblog was fun.  However, if you do miss reading it, your life probably won’t suddenly be over.  For something more serious (I do have a sort of half-assed serious side) click on the Posts for Peace category.  And have a perfectly trifectally canny day.

    Cheers..!!
    Cheers..!! (Photo credit: Animesh Singh)

I Would Maybe Open the Door Wider

I answered the door that afternoon because I was expecting some registered mail. Normally when I’m home alone being a complete slob I ignore the doorbell. I could be in the shower, is what the bell ringers are supposed to think before they wander off to bother someone else with their offers of “buy a ridiculous number of booster juices and get a free pass to the local mud wrestling contest and a chance to win a hot air balloon ride for six .” Things you don’t need or want or even know exist until some stranger is standing there on your doorstep all ecstatically happy to be the one brightening up your otherwise dull existence with this incredible offer. They always look so pissed off when you turn them down.

Anyway, it’s not so much something I’d take back as something I’d add on to the latest door answering episode. It was Roxanne, our Ward 2 Councillor at the door. And no, I didn’t know she existed either, but she turned out to be a very nice lady going around in her councillors area to say hello and discuss issues or questions about council related stuff. It would have been nice if I’d had any idea at all what is going on in our community and could have conjured up some kind of semi intelligent question to ask her, but it would have been even nicer if it had occurred to me to have her come in for a minute, off the cold doorstep and out of the freezing wind. Hind sight is such a beautiful thing.

She gave me a copy of a little two page newsletter, so now I know there’s a co-op community garden somewhere in the area, measures in the works to calm the traffic on Georgian Way (who knew it had gone wild?), and that the Silver Birch Lodge expansion will include a chapel, a library, an auditorium, recreation areas and a green house. I’m tempted to get an application package just to see what that kind of independent living apartment might cost a person. Having a full-time personal aid might just be cheaper.

And the lovely Roxanne, Councillor, Ward 2, also gave me a coupon for Dairy Queen! I do love a councillor who drops by bearing gifts. So I’m going to subscribe to her newsletter by e-mail, and study up on where the electronic driver feedback signs are located, and maybe even get myself to care about the environmental impact of the 500 kV double circuit transmission power lines that are in the works for the county. And the next time she drops by she’ll think somebody new moved in because I’ll be able to blather away about urban and rural property devaluation, or some such important sounding issue convincing her that it’s dear to my heart and high on my list of priorities, instead of drawing a complete blank and saying ever so vaguely that everything seems to be fine.

And a coupon for a Wendy’s salad – I’ll make that suggestion. Anonymously, and via e-mail, but hey, it’s a start in my sudden blossoming pursuit of community awareness.

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