Monday, May 31st, 2021

Our Back Yard

This year’s rabbit pastureβ€”




Minnie Bun the Giant Rabbit is a wonderful mamaβ€”




The view from the balcony at sunsetβ€”


Monday, May 24th, 2021

Swimming Spot: Massawippi River, North of the Mouth of the Coaticook

To get to 45.323320, -71.889162 where we play in the river, I like to bike up Ch. Swede, cross 143, go down Ch. Sherbrooke through “downtown” North Hatley then turn right on Rte. 108 just after it crosses the bridge. Rte. 108 leads to the Route Verte 1.


The Route Verte 1 leads all the way to Sherbrooke, and I have taken it as far. Rumor has it that the path emerges on the other side of the city unscathed and travels far, farther on, tho I have never found it. My inability to ask directions when lost (it’s a language issue, not the same inability that is most frequently associated with the presence of the Y chromosome) has never helped.


From Route Verte 1, back where I was in the first paragraph, I bike along and I bike along until I see a river. The river comes and goes. I shout, “Hello, River!” when I see the river. Just south of Capelton Mine, the Coaticook River that passes through Waterville dumps itself into the Massawippi River flowing up (because north is “up,” not because I believe the river is actually gaining in altitude) from North Hatley. Just north of Capelton Mine there is a bend in the river. Here, at approximately 45.323603, -71.890372, the children and I dismount the bike and walk a short steep slope downward to a path that reaches the river. This is where we find our spot: 45.323320, -71.889162.






Sunday, May 9th, 2021

The Island in Spring (L’Île du Marais)

We went to the island for Mother’s day. I insisted we go before breakfast.

We spent the morning looking at things.




I took many fascinating photos through a magnifying glass, after which I learned a few things.

One: I have a hard time focusing the camera properly.

Two: magnifying glasses are made of glass, and glass does a lot of reflecting.

In the end of all of it, I ended up with one good magnifying glass photo.




There is a big-ol’ sideways root ball along the path.

It makes Martin feel quite manly to climb a few feet up it,

so he always gratifies himself with a wee climb on ye ol’ root ball.

He talks about how impressive he is to Akiva, so naturally Akiva climbs up it, too.




100% of the time that we visit L’Île du Marais, I have to take a photo at this exact spot.

Just for some variety, I’m leaving the colour up to your imagination this time.




Going through some old photos, I discovered this old photo of her winking into the sunshine while looking in the camera.

Nearly a lifetime and a half later, she’s only getting cuter!





Tuesday, May 4th, 2021

Interview with a Mason

Iris needed to interview someone about their profession then write up and illustrate the interview for school.

Here is Papi Gabi Fournier building a house. He is very good!





Here is the text of the interview. It says something to the effect of:

Papi worked as a mason for 40 years. He worked really hard.

He did not work [as a mason] in the winters, and he does not have a favorite color of brick.






Sunday, May 2nd, 2021

Pestalotiopsis microspora

Pestalotiopsis is a genus of fungus that seems to be found, ya’ know, everywhere. As fungus is. Blights caused by varying species of this fungus are exacerbated by climate change.


For example, Pestalotiopsis microspora causes a wide range of symptoms on cedars and other conifers. It begins in the low dense shady area of the canopy in the warm parts of summer then will spread upward through the tree over a few years. Leaves and stems die. Trees are less vigorous. In addition, Pestalotiopsis microspora discovered in rubber plantations the early 1900s has recently reached epidemic proportions. Leaves get spots. Trees are less juicy and vigorous. No one likes a fungal infection.


Well, that’s not true. Pestalotiopsis microspora also eats polyurethane. That’s nice, isn’t it? In honor of its plastic-digesting prowess, I named the monster I sewed Akiva for his birthday after it. Akiva just calls him Pest.


Saturday, May 1st, 2021



Minnie the Giant Rabbit’s first litter of bun-buns was born on April 10th.

There were eight. Iris does not pick favorites:

she puts them all into the doll sling and takes them out for a walk.




Fortunately, rabbits like snuggling.




Later, we take a walk without the rabbits. We go to the little creek that flows from the old Val-Esterie property past the water treatment plant and into the Coaticook River. Two Little People mamas come with us. For some reason, they have twine around their necks. I think they were going to go swimming. Standing at the edge of the creek, Akiva holds the end of one piece of twine and twirls the mama round and round as one would twirl a sling with a rock in it. Like a rock shot from a sling, the toy flies through the air, never to be seen again. At least not by us. Somewhere down by the creek there is a little blue Little People mama with blonde hair waiting to be found. Akiva is distraught.




On the way home we stop at the school playground.

Akiva swings high like a rock in a sling.

And like a rock shot from a sling, he flies high over the trees, through the clouds, back home.