Saturday, March 17, 2012

St Patricks Day

Slainte!! We are so blessed aren't we? Slainte is 'to your health" . I have been reminded of this so many times over the past year. Last night I watched a documentary about the emigration of our Irish ancestors on the horrific crossing on the coffin ships during the potato famine. http://tilefilms.ie/productions/death-or-canada/. Throughout my genealogical research I hadn't really focused on what this must have been like for my gr-gr-gr grandparents and their children. Entire families may have boarded these ships with nothing more than the clothes on their backs and a hope of survival in an unknown country only to arrive with one or two members of the family remaining. No one to welcome them. No place to settle. No one to help them grieve or to mourn the loss of their beloved children and spouses unceremoniously 'dumped ' at sea or left behind to die on Gros Isles. Suddenly missing my children who are spread across the country and continents,  becomes something to celebrate because they are happy, healthy and living life rather than merely trying to survive.
So tomorrow Adam, Laura and Abigail will join us for a hike and then we will return for a meal that we can not only afford but are able to choose what we want to eat. We will have a traditional Irish colcannon in remembrance of my ancestors  subsistence living on potatoes and their arrival here in Canada  under the most tragic circumstances. German rouladen is also on the menu but that becasue we are  privileged to have choice about the foods we may consume and not just for sustenance,  but for celebration.

Spring has sprung...literally

The past two months have flown by , like the dozens of Canada Geese that have decided to take up residence in the pond and streams here in the park. At first I was delighted to see these iconic feathered creatures flying in their famous v-formation overhead ; hearing their mechanical flapping and their famous (infamous?) honking. However I have since discovered that a sole walker is considered to be a threat and I now must walk with a big stick for protection! Rubber boots have become standard footwear as  dodging  goose poop is a pointless effort. They must be starting to prepare for the arrival of their goslings as they seem to be pairing off . As sweet as the little fluffy babies will be to watch as they arrive, I am also imagining that we may be held hostage here  as  the road and open space around  the park will be heavily guarded by nervous honking biting  flapping parents!
A lone trumpeter swan has taken up residence here a couple weeks back. At first it was thought that it came from the farm down the road that has over twenty swans of various species. This got us all discussing what the story on this might be.  Swans are monogamous and mate for life. However, there  is a small percentage that divorce...seriously, I looked it up! Some of the women here were hoping it was a female showing courage and taking back her life and so her life story   started to develop. The farmer came and took a look and said it wasn't one of his birds. It is less than three years old, ( how he could tell this I have no idea) so has yet to attract a mate. Where this bird will find  mate in this remote area is anyone's guess as the birds down the road already have partners. Apparently there is no polygamy in that community so either this swan is going to have to subscribe to Plenty of Fish or consider an  inter-racial relationship. That would be cool. A swoose or a gwan...?We also have some wood ducks, some mallards and another water fowl that I haven't identified. It is a bit nerve racking trying to get close enough for a picture with all those geese surrounding me. It is amazing how menacing two tiny black eyes can be. They don't even have eyebrows to furrow.


The weather the past few days have been in the high teens and up to 20 today. Incredible. The first thought is to head outside and see what we can do to start to bring this trailer up to date. Speaking of bringing the trailer up...hydraulic jacks will be required to jack the trailer up and replace all the supports. After our plumbing 'disconnect' episode we were able to ascertain that the supports are pretty much rotten  to non-existent. We already suspected this from the unusual tilt to the counter-tops and the hills and valleys in the flooring. You know the floor is off balance when your rolling computer chair is unable to maintain it's position and your core muscles are getting a workout trying to remain in front of the monitor. After a while you get lazy and just reach from the left side of the desk. I was wondering why I continue to  have chronic neck strain on one side. So back to the exterior . That is now on hold. We knew the ground was a bit spongy even during the deep freeze for winter. Now we understand why. Our plot of land is the end of the ditch that was created to drain the ground water and the little spring away from the other trailer lots on our street. The maintenance man here at the park put it in proper perspective...."you're sinking". I wonder if this is the rite of passage here in the park? So we have turned our efforts indoors....replacing the floors instead. Great thing about floating floors: even after jacking up and leveling the trailer, nothing is likely to crack!