Hi All, greetings from the land of Squamidia.

I guess I don't need to say much about the long weekend as I've already done that in an update supplement. Besides, my publisher (me) wants me to avoid wordy, long winded compositions.

So, ignoring me, I've got the wiring done in the rock room. Now that there is lighting in there, I can see just how much rock there is. There is a lot. Now I need to figure out what to do with it. It's too rugged to use as a storage area although there would be room at the north end to create a small room that opened into the laundry room. I'll have to give that some thought as a winter project. Something really cool but hard to do would be build a model railroad layout in there. I'd have to drill tunnels and build trestles but the results would be neat. I'll have to give that some thought.

I've also run power out under the deck so we can have hydo in the back yard. Now Sue won't have to drag out several extension cords when she uses the trimmer. I don't have a problem with her dragging out the cords; she just never seems to put them back.

Sue is madly putting up bird feeders. She has the local type chickadees landing on her hands now. The Stellar jays are just as pushy here as the jays back in Kitchener but they are friendlier. They will land on you if you let them.

I've been watching a strange and fascinating phenomenon that occurs every evening as I drive home from Whistler. I usually take water or juice in one of those plastic water bottles (you know, the ones water comes in). Anyway, as I get down into the Squamish valley, the empty bottle crackles and crunches and ends up squashed. What's happening is I eat my lunch in Whistler at my job site at an elevation between 2500 and 3000 feet. As I drop down to sea level, the increased atmospheric pressure crushes my bottles. Cool. It makes your ears pop too.

Sue has been doing an audit in Ladner this week. Thats between Abotsford and White Rock. About a 2 hour drive. She stayed over on Tuesday night but has commuted the rest of the week. She seems to enjoy driving these mountain highways which is a good thing. Did you know she no longer has that horrible hacking caugh, the one that nagged her for the last couple of years. It sounded like a smoker's cough. Lets hear it for clean air. Did you also know it took me about 9 tries before I could get the word 'cough' close enough for my spell checker to even guess at what I was trying to type.