They say the only thing that is certain in life is death and taxes and that is certainly true. Recently there have been two deaths within my little circle of the world making me think about how short life really is. I found myself feeling more vulnerable than I have ever felt. I guess I needed to have some “me” time, hence my lack of blogging. I spent most of my time sitting out on the deck reading or weeding the back garden thinking of nothing important and just soaking up the warm summer days. I’m glad I chose to do that during the previous few weeks since the Southern Ontario humidity has attack with a vengeance. The other day the temperature hit 102 Fahrenheit with the humidity. Now I know that to some people that’s a good temperature but for us Cunucks it’s rather a brutal heat. I’m not sure why, but when the humidity is that high my hair seems to take on its own personality. Curls pop up in the oddest ways and the frizz; well let’s just say a curly frizzy afro is soooooooooo 1980’s. The hydro (electric for my American bloggers) bill is going to be sky high since it has been running constantly. The other day I actually dug out the plastic kid’s swimming pool and filled it up so Bentley could cool off. As you see, he lounged in it for most of the day.
Last night I was on the back deck and I was lucky enough to catch the Super Moon. The picture doesn’t do it justice since it was a pretty amazing sight. There hasn’t been a Super Moon since March 1993 and last night the moon passed by Earth at a distance of about 221,567 miles. Once upon a time I was going to be the first woman on the moon, but then my love of animals got the better of me and I decided I was going to be a Zoologist. I didn’t become either one but sometimes I feel like I AM living in a Zoo and I’ve often wished I could send certain ones a one way trip to the moon!
Since summer is officially here, I can hear the neighbourhood kids filled with exciting chatter because there is only one day left of school. It brings me back to when I was a kid. I can remember making a tent out of a few of the old blankets and slipping under it with my book. Even back then I was a book worm and read whenever I could. My sisters and brother would be drawing pictures or colouring out on the picnic table while I was tucked away in my make shift tent reading page after page of my book. There was one summer I was especially addicted to The Little House on the Prairie serious and spent almost every waking moment with Laura Ingalls at her little cabin in the big woods and then the move to Walnut Grove. As I grew older I moved away from Laura Ingalls and became good friends with Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys. Now that I am grown I read many different books, this summer’s read is Autobiography of Us by Aria Beth Sloss.
Next Monday is Canada Day and I hope all my Canadian Blogger friends have a safe and fun holiday weekend celebrating Canada’s 146th Birthday!!