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                        #981 
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                    From
                        Russ 
                        From Lauren 
                        The Ontarion 
                     
                     
                    Hi
                        All, 
                    We
actually
                        had a small outdoor household project to do. Given that
                        there seems to be so little to do these days, it was
                        quite enjoyable. You may remember back a while I had
                        mentioned that a bear had destroyed our bird feeder and
                        a deck coffee table. It had also destroyed a section of
                        fence. It was now time to repair that fence. But, it’s
                        not really fence, it’s more like deck railing than
                        fencing. You see, we have steps up to our deck and they
                        lead to a landing 1 step lower than the deck over at the
                        south sideline.
                        Around that landing is/was a cross between railings and
                        fencing, built that way to integrate with the boundary
                        fence. The bear had shredded the nice fancy
                        cross-hatched sections. Both sections needed to be
                        discarded and replaced and thats what we did. And I must
                        say, it sure felt nice having something different to
                        tinker away at. This kind of ‘construction’ is enjoyable
                        for me because it’s something to do and because it’s
                        building fence panels and not making a piano or some
                        piece of fancy furniture, so
                              it falls within my skill
                        level. 
                    The
old
                        panel pieces came down easily because I had put them up
                        using screws, not nails. Screws are so much more
                        superior than nails, for everything. Anyway, a trip to
                        the local build-all store netted us the cedar boards and
                        2x4’s we needed. A few minutes of time was all that was
                        needed to drag my miter saw and table saw out of their
                        storage spots. (I envy you guys that have dedicated work
                        shops). Some measuring, some cutting, and some screwing
                        and my 2 new sections were ready to install. This time I
                        didn’t bother with fancy cross-hatch, just build nice
                        strong panels. A few more screws and the panels were in
                        place. That simple. 
                    As
it
                        turned out, the little gate we had that would let us go
                        out and up onto the rock between our house and the
                        neighbor’s was also in need of replacing. The bear
                        hadn’t wrecked it but I had simply used a section of old
                        railing when I did the original work and never quite go
                        around to making a proper gate. This was my chance and
                        so I did, I built a nice new cedar gate. That way the
                        whole landing area is nice and tidy and cleaned up.
                        Here’s a couple of pics for anyone interested in this
                        kind of thing. 
                      
                      
                    Ok
kids,
                        this weeks musical interlude is one of my original songs
                        called ‘The Old Farm’. I wrote this one way back in
                        about 2013. It’s based on my recollections of myself and
                        siblings spending time up on my mom’s family farm, the
                        Hockridge farm, which was up in ‘muddy’ Proton county,
                        Ontario. The land was stony and hard when not wet and
                        muddy. They were dirt poor. But, we loved it there.
                        Bringing in the hay or harvesting the oat crop, it
                        didn’t matter. Mucking out the stables or cutting fire
                        wood, it didn’t matter. I can say however that I hated
                        mending fences (especially the electric fences) because
                        that was the kind of chore that was done when it was too
                        wet to work in the fields, and, if it was too wet to be
                        in the fields it was obviously soaking wet in the high
                        grasses and brush
                        along the fence lines at the bottom of the fields where
                        an impressive crop of mosquitoes could always be counted
                        on to be waiting for us. I was 13 when they finally got
                        electricity so up until then the house was lit by coal
                        oil lamp. I can still hear the hissing sound those lamps
                        made. They never had running water. The ‘out-house’ was
                        the only game in town if you didn’t have a favorite spot
                        down in the swamp somewhere. The out-house was actually
                        better in the winter than in the summer as long as you
                        were fairly fast at doing what had to be done. Anyway,
                        we loved it on the farm, something our dad could never
                        understand. We can never go back but I can continue to
                        sing my song. Enjoy. 
                    The
Old
                                    Farm 
                    doug 
                    
                      **** 
                     
                     
                    From
                          Russ 
                     
                     
                    I
                        don't want to walk without you - - 
                     
                     
                    “I
                        don’t want to walk without you, Baby” – title of a song
                        popular in the late 60’s; sung by Barry Manilow, and Jo
                        Stafford. Harry James made his trumpet ‘cry’, as only he
                        could do! 
                    The
1st
                        verse goes like this: 
                    “I
                        don’t want to walk without you, Baby 
                    Walk
without
                        my arm about you, Baby 
                    I
                        thought the day you left me behind 
                    I’d
take
                        a stroll and get you right off my mind” 
                      
                    I
                        have a Lady-friend who has been in a “long-term-care
                        home” for the past two years. Theresa is one year
                        younger than me (age 90), and was in a “Nursing Home”
                        before being transferred. She didn’t do well in the
                        Nursing Home, and we thought ‘this was the end for her’,
                        but she rallied well in the new home in Wingham where
                        she will likely remain until the ‘happy end’. Before the
                        Pandemic I used to visit her on occasion; I found her to
                        be content with her ‘new home’ – she was in good
                        spirits, very spry – and blending in well with the
                        others. (except with her room- mate!). She says they
                        feed her well, and she always looks forward to
                        ‘mealtimes’. Haven’t seen each other for over a year,
                        but when we’re allowed to go to her room again, we’ll rejoice;
                        and maybe even hug! 
                      
                    We
both
                        use ‘walkers’, and I used to challenge her to a race
                        down the long hallways. She always beat me by several
                        lengths! Theresa is only 5 feet tall, but can she move! 
                      
                    We
phone
                        each other twice a week, and often sing songs together!
                        This Sunday, I’m going to sing; “I don’t want to walk
                        without you, Baby”, but I’ll change the lyrics a bit: 
                    I
                        don’t want to walk without my ‘walker’, Baby 
                    Walk
without
                        my arms tight on my ‘walker’, Baby 
                    I
                        thought the day you left me behind 
                    I’d
hop
                        on a ‘scooter’ leave you way behind! 
                      
                    PS
I
                        won’t sing her the second verse – cause I can’t hold a
                        tune in a bucket – and I don’t want to piss-her-off!! 
                    PPS
I
                        got a clean-bill-of health from my urologist – for now. 
                     
                     
                    Your
old
                        Uncle Russ. 
                    
                      **** 
                     From
                          Lauren 
                    Did
anyone
                        get locked out of their CRA account about a month ago? I
                        got an email from CRA stating that my email address had
                        been removed from my account. I tried logging into my
                        account & sure enough, I was locked out. I spent the
                        next two days trying unsuccessfully to call them to find
                        out what the heck happened & why I had been locked
                        out, but after several attempts (3 hours of being on
                        hold listening to “elevator music,” & then promptly
                        being hung up on without actually speaking to anyone –
                        robot or human), I gave up. News stories eventually
                        started reporting (albeit a few days after the CRA being
                        completely silent on the whole fiasco, but thanks to
                        Social media, they finally had to address the proverbial
                        “elephant in the room”) that the CRA had locked more
                        than 100,000 taxpayers out of its online platform,
                        telling users their email addresses have been removed
                        from their accounts as a move meant “as a security
                        precaution in the context of ongoing investigative
                        work." Right… so what exactly does that mean? One
                        wonders?! The CRA also allegedly reported that unless
                        your situation was dire & an emergency situation
                        such as waiting to receive the emergency recovery
                        benefit etc., to please not call them & that they
                        would be sending out snail mail to taxpayers affected
                        with instructions on how to unlock their accounts. Well,
                        I am still waiting, & guess what folks, it’s tax
                        season… so does that mean if I am still locked out of my
                        account, I don’t have to pay taxes this year?! HAHAHA…
                        right, I will probably be punished & have to pay
                        more taxes, for having the nerve to get locked out of my
                        account! 
                    Another
update
                        on prison life, the government is only good at keeping
                        their promises when it’s for their benefit… they
                        promised not to send any more inter regional transfers
                        from the red zone of the prairies until at least March,
                        well lo & behold, the first week of March arrived
                        & they had one lined up & ready to go! So we got
                        another bunch of inmates, but this time, the government
                        at least had the brains to Covid test them before they
                        departed the red zone (as well as isolate them prior to
                        transferring them). They arrived in BC & were
                        promptly Covid tested again & of course isolated,
                        which will last for another few weeks. Hopefully when
                        they send the next bunch, they get it right again?! 
                    Lauren 
                    
                      **** 
                      
                    THE
ONTARION
                          REPORT 
                     
                     
                    Hello
                        everyone! 
                    Well,
have
                        you ever done anything so stupid that it hurts? I sure
                        have and this week was no exception. I was carrying a
                        wicker chair from the back of the house to the front to
                        sit in the sun out front and had to pass over a 3’ high
                        metal fence that’s between our house and the one next to
                        us. I figured I’d step over the fence since the gate
                        wouldn’t open due to the Ice under the gate. I lifted
                        the chair above my head and then lifted my right leg
                        above the fence and of course I lost my balance and fell
                        backwards hitting my left temple on the concrete
                        sidewalk beside our house. When I came to, I was shocked
                        to see a pool of blood on the cement and blood gushing
                        from my head wound! I managed to get to my feet and
                        knock on the kitchen window to summon Adam to help me!
                        He came out and helped me into the house and then began
                        to dress the wound. He and Carole tried for about a half
                        hour to stop the bleeding and when they could not stop
                        it, they d decide they should take me up to St Mary’s
                        emergency dept. Adam drove me up and I was in a bed
                        there from 3pm until 8:30 pm. They finally managed to
                        stop the bleeding by gluing the wound shut and I got
                        home by 9pm. I’m now sitting here at home with a
                        turbin-like head dressing on since last Tuesday. The Dr
                        at emerge told me that it would come off on it’s own by
                        Friday but it’s still seeping a bit of blood so It’s
                        likely going to take a couple days to heal up enough to
                        remove the bandage! The shocker of the situation was
                        when they did a CT scan and told me that I had had a
                        stroke sometime in the past three months. After more
                        testing the following day, the Neurologist called to
                        tell me that the stroke was what he called a quiet
                        stroke and there was no damage to my brain or skull. He
                        said that the drugs I’m on at this time will prevent any
                        further strokes and that I am in the clear! Whew! What a
                        lucky outcome this was! Now all I have to do is be
                        patient and let my head heal up! Ouch! It’s still
                        hurting and likely will for a while yet! Guess I’ll have
                        to think things through a bit better before doing such a
                        stupid move next time! With that bit of good news
                        yesterday I wasn’t looking forward to my regular phone
                        call from my kidney specialist today but then when he
                        called this morning he had more good news! He told me
                        that the needle that he has me injecting into my stomach
                        once every three weeks has boosted my red blood cell
                        count to the proper level to improve my kidney function
                        and he’s very happy with the results! SO, that was once
                        again very good news! These two calls from the doctors
                        have made for a much happier week indeed! 
                    I’ve
learned
                        a very valuable lesson this week and will try to act my
                        age and not my shoe size from now on! LOL!   
                    * 
                    To
change
                        the subject , this evening at supper time, Carole looked
                        out the kitchen window to see a hawk land on the fence
                        by our bird feeder that hangs on the flag pole. We
                        thought he was looking to make a meal out of one of the
                        birds that eat at the feeder each day. However, he
                        suddenly dropped to the ground at the foot of the pole
                        and was hopping on the large stones that make up the
                        backdrop for the pond. We than realized he had sensed
                        that there might be something else worth eating at
                        ground level. We watched for a few minutes and tried to
                        get a good picture of him on the ground. He spent about
                        5 minutes looking around and then flew off into the
                        sunset! Only a moment or two after he left, our resident
                        chipmunk popped his head out of the rocks and climbed up
                        onto the top to rest in the sunshine! Luckily he had
                        waited until the hawk had flown away before showing
                        himself from his den. He’d have made a tasty supper for
                        that big hawk for sure! 
                    Shortly
after
                        the hawk left our yard, the sun disappeared and it
                        started to rain like crazy! It rained so hard that we
                        actually had a small river flowing between our house and
                        the neighbour’s house! Luckily the flow ran to the front
                        of the houses and not toward either house! The last
                        thing we need is a flood into our basement! I guess I’m
                        going to have to pick up about 40’ of “big O” flex pipe
                        to add to the eves trough down spout to direct the water
                        flow away from between the houses! There’s always a new
                        challenge when you’re a home owner! 
                    After
being
                        cooped up all winter plus the many months over the time
                        of the pandemic it sure was a pleasant surprise to be
                        able to enjoy a couple of sunny days this week!
                        Hopefully we won’t have any more snow storms before the
                        real spring sets it! I’m going to check into the
                        purchase of a new license sticker for the MG. I’m hoping
                        they’ll tell me that I can drive the MG on the old
                        sticker from December 2020 until the pandemic is lifted!
                        That’ll save us $120.00 until the lock down is over
                        sometime this summer, Hopefully! Maybe there is a pot of
                        gold at the end of this dark pandemic rainbow after all! 
                    That’s
about
                        all for this week folks! 
                        Thanks for tuning in and I’ll look forward to talking to
                        you all again next week in The Ontarion Report! 
                    Bye
for
                        now… Greg 
                    Something
To
                        Think About> 
                        The upcoming warm sunny weather! 
                    
                      **** 
                    Take
Care
                              And Be Safe 
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