At his newly installed bench turntable, Lloyd is sculpting an item for the homey cotton batting scenes that decorate homes at Christmastime – the Pioneer Memorial Tower. When the sculpture has been completed, battery-powered lights will twinkle from its windows and balustrade.
This morning we set out to take a few more photographs of the tower in order to check the height of the roof as compared to the rest of the structure. As I opened the car door, I heard my first robin of 2016!!!
In the snow at the side of the path, we spotted a few fresh deer tracks.
Further along on the right stand the remnants of the Doon Mill erected on the banks of Schneider’s Creek which flows into the nearby Grand. It was built in 1839 by Scottish settlers. (You can see the trail we continued on – not more than 6 min. from our home.
No doubt this tree flourished at the same time as the water-powered wheel served the community of Doon, grinding oatmeal, flour and barley. Now a handsome condo for coons, its penthouse comes with a sunroof!
Our approach hustled off a small gaggle of Canadian geese. I managed to photo-graph the last three before they scuttled down the bank. See the tower behind them?
The tower, built of smooth field stone with a “Swiss” copper roof, was erected in 1925 to commemorate the arrival of the Pennsylvania-German pioneers between 1800-1803.
Factoring in the wind chill, tomorrow will feel like minus 32! Lloyd and I will not be venturing out. We’ll put the fireplace on and listen to Pastor Doug Searle on Bonaire. www.bonaireibc.org. Have you heard anyone with such a listenable style and original content? John thoroughly enjoys attending this church. He and the pastor often go scuba diving together.
Here in Kitchener, Ontario, November through January was practically winterless. Without snow, the camera simply had nothing to do—only leafless trees and bare ground outside. In fact, it sulked in the rocking chair by the window so long that its batteries ran down.
However, I scooped it up pretty fast this afternoon when I saw this:
The hawk must surely have been hungry, as the next thing he did was hide in a low branch of the pear tree. How he thought he could get out quickly enough from the thicket of branches to catch anything is beyond me.
Maybe he also decided it wouldn’t work. Soon he flew out and soared away. I hope his GPS gets a short circuit! I hope that he completely forgets how he got to this bit of bird sanctuary, don’t you?
Mr. Cardinal is a frequent visitor, brightening up Cedar Hollow whenever he comes by for lunch. Normally a ground feeder, he has found the pan catches delicious sunflower seeds, and he doesn’t have to go about foraging. Fast food at McDonalds! Of course!
John’s car is once again parked in our driveway. If winter decides to get serious during his February-March sojourn in the Caribbean Netherlands, we won’t have half as much driveway to clear!
Jasmine, his social Tonkinese, is the cat in residence on the 11th floor of Queen’s Place, getting requests to go here and there for a visit by folks other than the two parties on that floor who volunteered to care for her during his absence.
With the Canadian dollar dragging its boots, John realized he wouldn’t be eating in many restaurants this time around, but would have to resort to cooking. I made up a booklet titled Bachelor’s Cookbook, with easy-to-fix recipes, many of which are family-sized, so he won’t have to cook every day.
Friends found John a modern ground-floor unit at Stay and Dive. It has a kitchenette, air conditioning, barbecue, small outdoor pool, and private front porch, and is located close to other dive shops and friends at TWR. (John’s unit is the middle one.)
His dive tanks awaited him, which were stored on the island . . . along with thrilling adventures in the incredibly beautiful waters of Bonaire! Thrilling adventures also await those who dive vicariously with him. . . by means of his blogs: