Just had a look at the weather in Canada (Ulp!)…

Meanwhile, it’s 93F here, feeling like 106!

The weather is perverse, or maybe it’s just my luck. Here in Georgia, we’ve been praying for rain with litttle result – for the Okefenokee fire as well as the farmland – but for the two days I will be travelling we are forecast to get thunderstorms and downpours.

A group of firefighters moved into the hotel yesterday, so dinner is a bit more scenic. Nice fellows, though; Quiet and respectful, and no ‘caveman’ parties. Not that I’ve heard, anyhow.

The prediction about the fire is that it could burn for six months. The problem is that – because of the dry conditions – it goes underground in the peat, and can break out again almost anywhere.

I wrote about a similar situation in Two Irish Lads, and when I was young, the bush on our farm – along with several others – burned for nearly a month.

The Canadian dollar continues to loose ground to the ‘greenback.’ This morning it is barely above $0.73, so between “Maleficent” Wynne and “Twinkle Toes” Trudeau, I am getting poorer every day. My investments are going nowhere, as well, so it’s a double whammy of bad news!

More next time.

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Lots of smoke around this morning…

Okefenokee fire.
Pogo – from the long-running comic strip by the same name.

My beloved Okefenokee swamp, home to Pogo Possum and the gang, is burning.

Ever since I discovered Walt Kelly’s zany comic strip I was hooked on Okefenokee lore – Okay, the name Okefenokee caught my fancy, too.

But, now it is burning, and officials say it could burn for six months. I hope all the critters that call it home are okay.

The final countdown has started, so I am doing all the last minute things – especially those the involve someone or something else. For example, I discovered that the local ATM won’t accept my debit card for some reason or other, and I will need cash to get from here to Jacksonville.

Fortunately it does accept my Visa, but it is these sort of setbacks that I try to avoid at the last minute.

It has gotten noticeably cooler since we had a bit of rain (not enough to do any good to the ground or wildfire – but it is forecast to warm-up toward the end of the week.

More next time.

 

 

Time is ticking away…

 

You can’t hold back the hands of time, so they say, and as a corollary I can add that only the good things pass quickly.

Southern Georgia has become my adopted home away from home, and if it weren’t for governments involvement – American and Canadian – I’d be staying right here.

Of course, I’d miss my friends back home, but it’s easier for them to come to 80-degree temps than it is for me to get around in the snow … And that’s just the beginning.

However, as it is I can only be here 183 days, and away from Canada for 183 says, so it’s homeward bound (if I don’t get bumped from an overbooked flight).

Today, it is 84 with a slight breeze. We do need rain, but there is none in the forecast until Sunday, and I am not going to hurry the days along any faster than they already are.

I continue to play foreign exchange roulette with the Canadian dollar. Monday morning it stood at $o.755/USD, so I made a payment on my USD credit card at about $0.752. Just now, it stands at $0.74. So much for Twinkle Toes’ management of the economy. *sigh*

Of course, there is always a downside to everything, and presently there are a bunch of brats in the pool – girls, who can’t seem to do anything without screaming. Drama queens in the making.

More next time.

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Happy Easter…

Sorry to read that it is raining on the home ground, but April showers bring May flowers … So long as they’re not Snow Drops.

It’s another beautiful day in Peach Country – 81 with a slight breeze. I think I can say with confidence that the cool weather if finished until next fall. In fact, there are a couple of 90-degree days in the coming week.

However, as I have mentioned before, I’m on the west side of the building so I don’t feel the heat until late afternoon. Then, I shut the drapes and turn on the fan.

I’ve already been up the hill for breakfast. Surprisingly, there weren’t that many people around for a Sunday. I guess they’re with the kids or at church. I really wasn’t looking forward to a bunch of screaming brats, anyway.

Looking at some of the old pictures of people in their finest, and of the Easter Parade in New York, reminds me that Easters aren’t the same as they once were.

Hope you enjoy it just the same.

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An (unexpected) early start…

Crowing Rooster in Farmyard

I got a nice early start to the day, although unexpected. When the time changed to daylight saving, I left the clock on standard time – to remind me of the hour that government stole from me.

That was fine until the housekeeper unknowingly changed it to DS. I noticed it last night, just as I was going to bed, but through the night I became uncertain, so I followed my routine of adding an hour to whatever the clock showed. Ergo, I showed up at breakfast an hour early.

It was a pleasant experience, though, because there are few things as pretty as a Georgia morning. It is already in the 70s by then, and birds singing everywhere.

I exchanged some correspondence with the water and sewer admin this week. I am supposed to be on their e-billing system that notifies me by email when a payment is due, but I have yet to receiving a notice.

I also questioned the amount ($70.35) when I haven’t been there or used any water since November 3rd.

Of course, it is never their fault, so I got absolutely nowhere.

I ordered my ‘going home’ shoes yesterday. I always buy new shoes when I’m travelling because you have to remove your shoes going through security, and I must say the experience was positive. It cost me $5.48 for shipping, but I would have paid that much in taxi fare going to Walmart – not knowing whether my style of shoes were in stock.

Spring break will hopefully be over by the weekend. To me, with all the brats running around, it`s like mosquito season.

I will be in touch to wish you a Happy Easter.

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Laundry day…

Even in paradise, the mundane things must be done. Therefore, I spent a few minutes washing the limited things in my wardrobe.

After years of practice, I have developed a method that works. When packing, I pack two and wear one. Moreover, they are all cotton or nylon, as well a colour coordinated, so they are interchangeable and can be easily washed out in the sink.

When you are hadicapped, and everything must fit into two carry-on bags, the rule is that it is cheaper to buy clothes then haul them around. Nontheless, when I pack my computers and all the paraphenalia that goes along with them, I am usually hard pressed to fasten zippers, etc.

The temperature has climbed into the 80s again, and so I think we have seen that last of the cool days before next fall. That suits me fine. I can always find cool, but not always warm.

The days are ticking away. Regretfully. I really don’t want to return to what Trudeau and Wynne are doing to our country. It is the equivalent of an evil sort of Loony-Tunes. Nonetheless, their governments have it rigged so that I can’t leave without paying even more of my limited resources toward their support. A catch 22.

It is good to see some positive temperature on the home front, though.

More next time.

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Time to think of spring planting…

 

I see there are some nice temps on the home front – even a 73F on Monday! It’s encouraging as I start to prepare for the return trip home. 😦

It has been cool here after the rain on Monday, but it is starting to bounce back, and if you can find a sheltered spot from the wind, the sun feels great.

There is nothing newsworthy to relate, but life is pleasant nonetheless. I arise at 8:40, go for breakfast – eggs over medium, tomatoes and wheat toast – then back to check on the mail, etc.

When this is done, I wander back up the hill for chilli (well-dowsed with tobasco), and a grilled cheese sandwich. The chilli is very good. It comes in three stages: Runny, like soup; medium, and paste. I like all three, and with an iced tea and tax, it comes to $5.35. Can’t beat that.

For dinner, I eat here at the hotel. There are 123 items on the menu, and I have gone through about eighty-four, to date. The food is generally quite good, and generous, but it is a bit more expensive as well.

After dinner, I write. I am within a page or two of finishing the second-last draft, but it’s not due until July. Therefore, I will probably start the next one in the meantime.

I’m thinking I’ll make this one a short story, so, depending on how it goes, I could manage to publish three novels this year.

I haven’t started the official countdown for home, as yet, but I am getting things lined up. The worst part is getting back to schedules (somebody else’s). I hate schedules with a passion. Invariably, something will go wrong, and even if it doesn’t, I’m always on edge. So, travelling day is never easy until I get there.

More next time.

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