Early Start
Too Early
Fri Jun 11th
Jack woke us up barking at 01:30. I resisted the temptation to let him out as I was unsure what was there. The solar lights were still on in the garden, but there was nothing to see. Jack had gone back to bed having got our attention, and so did I.
Morning shed little light on the disturbance in the night, except for a large rock in the middle of the lawn. Probably weighing in at about 2kg, its presence and how it got there remains a mystery. It had bits of grass stuck to it as if it had been dropped. Its location was too far away from the rock-face behind the house and its a different mineral to the rest of the rocks around the garden. It remains a mystery.
The morning was spent ordering sofas for the new rental, before heading off to John Henry's for lunch and to collect an order that had been delivered there.
The sender of Fred's knitting needles hadn't put her name on the package, so the Canada Post office, opened the package to check for a delivery note. Nothing. Fortunately the sender had put their address on the back, so the lady in the post office rang the supplier to get a name. This is the same supplier who'd sent the wrong sized needles in the first place. Above and beyond post office lady. Big fail for the supplier!
I'd met up with a neighbour late morning as he'd heard the Barred Owl, which after the eleven years he'd been here he'd still not been able to photograph. We could not find it today, though I'd heard it as well. We did agree to go fishing later in the afternoon for trout on Mixal Lake. Also a Brit, he has been in Canada for 40 years and in Garden Bay for 11 years since moving from Vancouver. He'd been in print and radio journalism in his early career. Small world.
Our fishing trip saw a brace of Loons swimming on the lake, disturbing the fish around us; a pair of otters, also scaring the fish around us and a catch of two minnows! No trout. It was great to have an excuse to stand on the dock enjoying the view of the lake and mountains, when not watching the 'bobber' in the water.
Swinging back past his house we fed the Chestnut-backed Chickadee family that are in his garden with the multiple varieties of fig tree, grape vines and his dog and cat.
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