June
13th, 2004:
Another
overcast, damp day in a series. We can still use all the rain we can get,
but it would be nice to see some warmer weather. When we got home tonight,
there was over an inch of fresh rain in the gauge; that’s since Thursday
morning.
We
went to Hudson Bay on Thursday evening; the original plan was to help Marg
with a yard sale, but it was called on account of rain. Doreen and Marg
went to some greenhouses, got some more plants, and spent much of the
weekend putting them into pots.
While
they were doing that, Mike helped me with some motor home maintenance.
While just trying to plug a wire into the fuse block, I managed to bleed
from five fingers and get a crick in my neck; Mike got it done in two
minutes, without bloodshed. We also took the furnace out and cleaned it
up; it never has worked properly, and still doesn’t. It’s good for a
few more scratches and cuss-words, though.
We
went for a little ride this afternoon, checking out a few bridges in the
Hudson Bay area. The Red Deer River is running high and fast, as are the
Etomami and the Fir. Mike and Marg say it is the first time they have seen
the rivers running fast since they moved here three years ago. Looking
west from the highway bridge over the Red Deer, you can see white water;
if memory from my canoeing days serves, that is where the Etomami flows in
from the south and the Fir from the north, and the conflicting currents
set up turbulence.
Today
was to be the Parkland Photography Club field trip; we were going to go to
Candle Lake for the afternoon- another game called on account of rain. We
will try again on the 27th. In the meantime, we just camped at
Mike & Marg’s. We really do enjoy camping in our little motor home!
Wildflowers
are very slow – we still haven’t seen any wild roses, which should be
in full glory by now. The cowslips (hoary puccoons) are rife in the Hudson
Bay area, though – lovely, yellow flowers, they look a bit like small
marsh marigolds. There were thousands of false solomon’s seal and all
kinds of kinnikinik, or bearberry, flowers. That sandy soil supports many
wildflowers that we don’t see much of here in the Park. And, of course,
in Mike & Marg’s yard are thousands of little chokecherry bushes,
most of them in full bloom.
The
geese have produced some young; we counted one family with five goslings,
and two more with two each. Next day, there may have been a group with
three little ones, but it’s kind of hard to tell. Not as many as other
years, when there may have been five or six families, each with five or
more goslings. The fewer, the better.
July
first through third of next year will be the Porcupine Plain & Area
Homecoming. Joyce Weber asked me to let everyone know that Greenwater is
considered to be part of the Porcupine Plain Area, and past and present
Greenwater residents are invited. Looks like next summer is going to be a
busy one with homecomings, so better start making your plans now!
When
we got home tonight, there was a note and a package from David Ewen; he
had found a female hummingbird, quite dead, but clutching a twig. Dave
found it in the caraganas at his place, at about eye-level, hanging upside
down. It seems quite fat, so presumably didn’t starve to death. If
killed, it would have been by something that would eat it. Very strange!
Do the birders have any suggestions?