Heat Wave

It hit 83 degrees last weekend in Nova Scotia.

Run for shade!

Jay's cousin Paul remarked that it was a hot one. We think we should not let Paul visit Tennessee in August. It would probably scar him for life.

But Paul and Jay had a wonderful day of driving around the province on a meandering journey to drop off some old music books to a friend. Places like Cornwallis and Kentville came to life for Jay, as well as the rolling hills of the Annapolis Valley, known for it's prodigious production of apples and displaced Cajuns. Slightly beyond Kentville we made a quick drive up to a very quaint fishing village located on the Bay of Fundy. Dang if I can recall the name of it. But the key word for this area is authenticity, and this little village was no exception.

With Michelle gone for a week, Jay has been playing Florence Nightingale to the dogs. Keji, with his hyper-allergic relationship to the world popped a hot spot on his cheek.

What you don't realize is that this looks good. Let's just say it's not mucky like it first was. The incredible reality about these sores is that the dogs will scratch at them and make them spread in a horrific way, creating potentially disfiguring injuries. Jay tried to deal with it with over-the-counter stuff for a few days, and then gave in to the Veterinarian. (Thank you Michelle, for helping me spell that).

So what is this?

Yup. It's a hole all right. Where is it?

It's at the top of my house, near the power lines. A scurrilous critter, with NO REGARD for the damage to my cottage has selected it as it's abode. And, with an approximate 3.5" diameter, it appears to be a critter than needs an opening that will accommodate it's beer belly.

Ending a month of speculation, Jay and Michelle awoke this morning to the steady sound of "Tap...tap...tap...". So now we know. A woodpecker.

Well, if that little pecker-head isn't on the extinct list yet, it will be soon.

So how was our morning in Nova Scotia?

Soft lapping waves, high thin clouds and a mild 67 degrees. For all you folks sweating it out in the states, we can only say.....

Nanner Nanner Nanner!

Alas, we have our tribulations. Big Blue is still at the doctor, and the list of repairs keeps creeping forward. Is it the fact that it is a used truck, at mid-life mileage? Is it the fact that it sat for a year, unused, while the bed was being built? Could it just be unfortunate luck?

Or is it the fact that we are in Canada, with Tennessee plates?

Oh, we don't want to suggest that. But dang! Let's git r' dun!

While there is a chance that the repair will be done by Friday, it is increasingly looking like it will be done around Monday. And then we will head west.

Thanks for checking in! We'll update again on Sunday.....