I am very very late in posting this week’s blog. The intention has been to gradually move the blog publishing day from Wednesday to Monday but for the last two weeks it has bee moving in the opposite direction. Apologies to anyone who came looking and found new ’til today.
This has been an extraordinary week. So much has been happening and not happening. The intense cold continues and makes for more difficult times for us in accomplishing our daily routines of feeding, watering and observing all our animals. The cold has made for a small reduction in the eggs laid and though it is small I was rather thinking that we would e having a small increase in the number of eggs being laid each day. We have to contend with the occasional frozen egg too, especially the duck eggs as the ducks often lay their eggs just anywhere about the hut and they lay very early, well before I’m out there.
The temperature will begin to moderate as we move into March and the days continue to lengthen as the sun rise ever higher in the sky. It is remarkable even now that on a cloudless day, the increase in the amount of energy reaching the surface of the earth here, over the amount a month ago, is really noticeable by just standing in the sunshine for a few minutes. The air the past while has been coming down from the arctic and temperatures are what you might expect up there … a whole lot colder than down here.
The snow on Monday along with the wind meant that our laneway was drifted for long stretches and this made for a very long lasting dig out on Tuesday and on into Wednesday before the lane was clear enough to get vehicles out. Pretty much 3/4 of our lane way needed clearing. This meant canceling the egg delivery route to Burford on Tuesday and with all that needed doing and firewood collecting and cutting as we ran very low over the weekend; we still have not got Tuesday’s eggs delivered and it will go missed this week.
Thursday afternoon was when I had a short presentation, a brief 10 minute talk, to a small audience at Laurier university, gathered to hear the discussion regarding the question, “Can Poetry Help Out on the Farm?” The panel presenting was myself and the Writer in Residence at Laurier, poet Sonnet L’Abbé. A beekeeper was unable to be there so Ken Paradis, professor at Laurier and the events moderator, filled in a bit as his family had kept bees.