Almostgotit’s advice to me on rebooting this blog is gold: “Just start where you are,” she said, “no need to back up.” So, I’m starting where I are, with a few already dated photos because I haven’t taken any more recent ones.
To summarize briefly: We’ve got a little house on a big backyard.
WOO-HOO!
Here are some pics:
Isn’t it sweet? One of this neighbourhood’s homes built for returning servicemen, this one was built in 1946. There have been many changes to it over the years, of course — the bump-out from the kitchen and the vinyl siding are two you see here — but I sense its history, and E.g. and I have responded to that spirit by canning, and playing our harp and recorder more often, and not owning a television — things like that.
But this is where the doggies and I have been spending most of our time since moving here in mid-September:
This is a Cardi-eye-view of the back yard. The spruce needles in the lower-right foreground belong to a tree just two feet high. To the right of the garage, you can see an oak, some birches, two or three spruce, and a huge poplar, all on or edging our property.
A bit rough back here. That’s because these spruce didn’t use to belong to this property; the line ended at that rise to the right of them (you can see some lilac stumps that have since been turfed out). When the detatched garage was built, the owner placed half of it over the property line, and later bought extra land from the City to legitimize it. Later, the neighbour who shares the giant poplar bought extra land from the City too!
The land drops away even more sharply on the other side of the back fence; that’s why, between us and the next street, our closest neighbours are the deer which wander through in herdlets of between two and four at a time.
“Yeah, yeah, Mum, that’s great. Now can we go back outside?”





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