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It appears our worries are over and our group can stay together at least for the time being.  One of our ladies works as a part-time instructor at the local satellite branch of our nearest university, and they have a room we can use as long as she’s available to open up for us and lock up when we’re done. (she works as an ER nurse too, so isn’t always available).  So our quilting group can continue meeting for our monthly Saturday ‘wilts’ for the foreseeable future as long as we plan them for the days she’s not at the hospital.

The weekly Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday drop-ins will likely be reduced.  Lois, who has a lovely big bonus room in her home that she has converted into a wonderful sewing space says that Tuesday evenings she will be happy to host anyone who cares to come.  She says we’ll soon see if her wiring can survive all the machines.  I think that most of ladies will just do handwork as we really just want to continue to enjoy the social aspect of it all.

Today I spent several hours in the garden, weeding the millions (well, it seemed like that many) of volunteer foxgloves that were sprouting amongst my beans and carrots. It strikes me as strange that they will volunteer so vigorously where they’re not wanted, but when I try seeding them in the flower beds, I have little or no luck at all. 

Living where there’s a lot of wild animals can be both a joy and a frustration.  On the one hand, I love living close to the wild life – the occasional deer or moose on the road, wolves melting back into the forest on cold winter nights, coyotes hunting in the fields, mother grouse with her brood scurrying through the bush, Canada Geese families out on the lake

 Merganzer duck with her ducklings

chickadees, Stellar’s Jays, hummingbirds,

the occasional mink, and in the Fall, the return of the Trumpeter Swans.

On the other hand, during the summer there are the wild rabbits that eat their way through my flower beds, (this year they seem particularly fond of the blossoms on my Columbine). In the winter the voles and field mice tunnel under the snow, busy harvesting my daylily bulbs. And the bears!  I’ve had bears on my front deck, I’ve had them climbing my cherry tree, happily eating the cherries while they break all the branches, and I’ve even had them sit in the middle of the vegetable patch, pulling up carrots and eating the roots, and tossing the tops into a neat pile for me to find.

Right now, there are voles everywhere.  I was watching a TV program the other evening and learned an interesting fact.  Apparently, a 5 week old vole is sexually mature.  And judging by how many I have running around my yard, they’re taking full advantage of the fact.  They are also at the bottom of the food chain, but I see no evidence that anything (coyotes?  where are you?) is taking advantage of the smorgasbord that is in my yard.  Wednesday I spotted our resident weasel.  He was scooting among the flowers, (hunting voles?  I can only hope) and periodically stopping to peek at me. Being the hit and miss photographer that I am, I only managed to get blurred pictures of his tail. He’s here year round, and in the winter his coat turns snow white and just the very tip of his tail remains its usual black.  I’m always amazed by how small they are.

I continue to work intermittently on the teddy bears.  They need noses.  And I think they need me to knit them a couple of little sweaters.  I’ll have to see if I can find a suitable pattern. 

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Comment by Janet/MO on June 30, 2014 at 1:16pm

Rebecca, thanks for sharing that link with us.  What a beautiful place to live. 

Comment by Irene Gallway on June 30, 2014 at 12:06pm

Beautiful photos Rebecca. Thanks for taking the time to share them with us.  I'm glad you found a new home for your quilting group.  It's hard to find a space these days that don't charge an arm and leg.  I belong to a sewing group that meets at my church at no charge.  We do make a donation to the church now and then to compensate for the electricity we use.  And we made curtains for all the cabins at the Youth Camp.  We also make costumes when needed for Christmas and Easter programs.  We have been meeting there since 2001.

Comment by Rebecca Sundberg on June 30, 2014 at 10:07am

Janet - we live on the shore of Lakelse Lake which is about 22 kilometers from the small town of Terrace, BC.    http://www.hellobc.com/terrace.aspx   

Terrace is situated on the banks of the Skeena River and is about 150 km inland from Prince Rupert and has a temperate rain forest climate.  We're surrounded by forests so there's always wildlife around.  It's really quite a beautiful place to live.

Comment by Barbara Graham on June 30, 2014 at 9:28am

Wonderful photos. Nothing is going to sneak off with one of the goslings, those geese are serious.

Comment by Carol Ann Hinton on June 30, 2014 at 9:24am

You do indeed have a plethora of wildlife to view and photograph!  And you're right, wildlife does come with drawbacks (eating your garden; breaking down your fruit trees, etc.)  Yesterday morning, I awoke before dawn in the Mountain House to the yipping and howling of a small pack of coyotes just outside the door!  Very eerie!  Mitzie (my cat) was freaking out even though she was shut in her downstairs bedroom and out of harm's way.  We have a few bears, but they mostly just tear down my bird feeders.

Comment by Janet/MO on June 30, 2014 at 9:02am

Rebecca, I really enjoyed reading your post this morning & the pics were wonderful.  If you don't mind me asking, where do you live that you have such wild life so close? 

Comment by Pam/NY on June 30, 2014 at 8:07am

Gorgeous photos...thanks for sharing! You are lucky to enjoy such sites....love the duck photo! Mother nature at her best!

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