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#1191
Including:
Wayne
&
Sylvia
Russ
Nova
Scotia Sus
Doug
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From Wayne &
Sylvia
Hi Squids:
Another NB farm
update.
More animals –
delivered by
trailer, not by stork but the stork is due in a couple
of weeks.
Here is Dixie,
Pixie and
Trixie. I wonder which will taste best.

Granddaughter Gabi
looks on
nearly giving a plumber’s view.
The river broke two
nights
ago.
Son-in-law Kenny
put out sap
pails on the trees lining the river 4 days ago.
Maybe there will be
some fish
in the pails when the water recedes.

Like Porky Pig
says:
“Th-th-that’s all folks”
Wayne & Sylvia
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From
Russ
Hi
Fellow
Squamidians, this story may or may not reach you, but I
have
been sending weekly articles to Doug, but he never gets
them - maybe
he thinks I'm 'mad at him', but until my computer is
fixed he won't
receive my regular articles. So there!
This
being
a "family Newsletter" I'll be short & sweet and
provide info on my present state of health - I have been
living with
Type 2 diabetes since 1986 - diabetes is a "crippling
disease"
which attacks eyes, kidneys, and feet leaving some
permanent damage
to all three areas. Today, I'm concerned mostly with my
feet. Unkown
to me, diabetes has been quietly at work for many years
causing "club
toes" - if you don't know what club toes look like - -
the word
hidious comes to mind, I wish I could send you a
picture, but try
this: place your hand palm down on a flat surface - now
bend your
fingers until the knuckles show; now you have some idea
what my feet
look like. The knuckles are constantly exposed to
rubbing-pressure of
a shoe causing blisters which fill with blood; in time,
the blisters
break and I have yet another "pressure ulcer" - these
take
very long to heal - I'm talking months to years! By the
way, I also
get pressure ulcers on my heals - the last one 'lived'
over 3 years!
And I won't even mention the two on my butt - which I
describe as my
"ring of fire!"
Dear
reader:
if you suffer with these issues, let me know - I'll pray
for
you, if you'll pray for me!!
Your
old
Uncle Russ.
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From
Nova
Scotia Sus
It's
been
a busy week between baby sitting and the loss of a good
friend. Today is the funeral of our friend Art. We met
him years ago and he
became a regular visitor at our house. His wife had
passed away and
he was in need of people around him. He loved to play
cards but
never on a Sunday. Crib was his game and he was sharp as
a whip. He
would meet up with his old friends at Tim Hortons and
they would play
there. I rarely beat him but lately he wasn't as swift.
He was
living in a seniors apartment in Pictou so we would pick
him up on a
Sunday and feed him a good meal...play some games and
then take him
home.
He
always
enjoyed his visits. He was a farmer from way back so he
loved
seeing our chickens. So we are sad to lose him but will
always
remember the good times we had.
I
just heard from my brother Warren and he has decided to
fly here
rather than drive. Sorry Gary I got your hopes up for a
visit from
Warren.
Sus
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From
Doug
There
was
a bit of chatter last week around the joys and benefits
of honey.
I’m going to add a bit more to our conversation. Real
honey is good
for you. By ‘real’ I mean the kind that comes from a bee
farm,
not from some food processing company. The honey found
on many
grocery store shelves is more than often the processed
kind, meaning
it has been altered with profit, not purity, in mind. If
your jar of
honey lists ingredients it is not pure because honey is
honey. The
cheaper brands of honey often have corn syrup as a major
ingredient.
That stuff is a bad, not good, but it sure helps the
producer’s
bottom line.
The
flavor
of honey is a direct result of the kinds of pollen /
nectar
that the bees are collecting. Because face it, honey is
bee spit and
ingesting what they are gathering is how they bring it
back to the
hive. The honey we get is made by bees that are kept up
in the local
forests where the tree pollens are. That honey is dark,
with an
earthy aroma. It tastes quite different form flower
honey or
buckwheat honey. I use our local forest honey as a
remedy for my tree
pollen allergies. A bit every day builds up my
immunities. As it
should. Karen mentioned being careful not to add your
honey to your
tea etc when your tea etc is too hot. The heat will kill
the live
enzymes in the honey. Wait until your tea is at a
drinkable
temperature before adding the honey. If you cook using
honey, the
taste will still be there but the honey will basically
be dead.
Pure
honey,
being natures wonder food, does not spoil. Samples of it
have
been found in ancient tombs that have been dated
thousands of years
old. It could still be eaten. Honey will crystallize but
can easily
be put back to its smooth liquid state by heating it
gently, keeping
the temperature low enough to not accidentally ‘cook’
it. So,
find some real, pure honey and enjoys. And, be sure to
thank a bee
the next time you see one. Did you know that bees are
probably the
most important creature on this world? Well, they are.
*
And
now
for something both surprising and touching…..
Friday,
as
in ‘yesterday’, we headed to the gondola as per usual.
When we
got to the base we parked our vehicle and walked over to
where you
enter the lift station. The lift wasn’t yet running but
thats
normal, they often do minor maintenance each morning
which is a good
thing when you think about it. There was a group of
employees
standing around all together, some lift personnel, some
office staff,
some from retail etc. Again, nothing out of the
ordinary. Then
however, with big smiles on their faces they beckoned us
over and as
we approached the circle opened up, exposing a table
with some
flowers, a box of chocolates, and a big 2000 sign.
Apparently the cat
was out of the bag, they had found out, this was all
about the fact
that this was my 2,000th trip up the gondola.
I was a bit
embarrassed but what can you do.
In
chatting
with one of the office staff who we talk to regularly,
we
were informed that our passes have been extended for
another year,
meaning that instead of expiring next Nov, they are now
good till Nov
2026. Cool. By then a friend of ours had come along and
we all
boarded a lift cabin and headed up to the top. When we
walked in and
headed for our usual, ‘Doug & Sue’s Corner’ comfy
chairs we
noticed that our table had a fancy cover, more flowers,
and coffee
and muffins for all set out for us. Wow, and again,
cool. I obviously
made a point of thanking everyone. Any of the workers
who came by
made a point of stopping to chat (mind you, they usually
do that
anyway). This had all been quite touching.
I
hadn’t intended for them to be aware of hitting the
2,000 times up,
it is kind of embarrassing, but it had slipped out when
chatting last
week with one of the senior staff who we’ve known since
the
beginning. He had asked how we were doing and I’d
explained that we
take it day to day and week to week and that I set
little goals such
as the fact that in another week (that being now), I’d
hit the
rather embarrassing number of 2,000 times up, and that
Sue’s sister
will be coming out again in the first week of April
which is a huge
help to me. And so on. I guess the word got around and
they decided
to treat us even better than they normally do. That
whole gondola
business has been incredibly nice to us. Through
conversations some
had already picked up on the fact that we have been
dealing with Sue
having Alzheimers. That ‘Doug & Sue’s Corner’ sign
had been
put up when we were having a hard time dealing with her
diagnosis.


Doug
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Have
a
Good One
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