This is my favourite part of the walk with the dogs. We go out to run the fields twice a day, and this is the first section of our journey. It’s so peaceful through this trail, and I always find at least a shopping bag worth of pine and spruce cones.
I’m glad to be back here again for a bit, but it’s odd
not sleeping at Ruby’s house – I’ve got used to it, and our bedtime routine.
This stint of “farm-sitting” was scheduled back before Ruby went to hospital with the last bout of pneumonia, and her son had set up a visit with one of Ruby’s nieces to “cover for me”, while I’m out here. I’ve been visiting in the afternoon instead, and that feels weird, too.
Aubrey is on a short trip this time – 4 days – he’s gone to a yoga conference in Toronto. That seems so strange to think of Aubrey at a yoga conference, of all things, but he says he’s having a good time.
He’s also going through a reno right now. His, though, seems to be going more smoothly than mine, although he’s literally living in the midst of the house being ripped up and rebuilt around him, while everything he owns is piled up in the middle of the room.
He’s had the floors ripped out and replaced entirely – just one last room left for new flooring – and all the walls have been freshly painted, and he’s demolishing an entire end wall of his living room and remodeling it.
And his huge reno will still be finished before my one little attic room. I’m both jealous and resigned to that fact.