It’s a truly beautiful morning here in the valley and I’m sitting on our deck looking out over the Duck Mountains, listening to the rich birdsong that comes with spring. High above, beyond a bank of bluish-grey clouds I’ve been enjoying the haunting call of Sand Cranes as they circle the still frost-tinged fields below. Canadian Geese stream in in groups of twos and threes – old and new pairs along with their yearlings and the odd widow.
More than the usual number of Ravens have been gathering in the tree garden this year, a strong sign of good luck they say. The Magpies work long steady hours shoring up nests of last season, and just yesterday a huge flock of Robins and Grey Slate Junkos swooped in gobbling up bits of gravel and grass seeds exposed by an ever approaching sun. As the birds arrive we begin to hear the familiar bang on the window panes! This morning Jara rescued a small Harry Woodpecker – He lay limp and in shock stretched out across her palm for several minutes before she managed to coax him back to life. His right eye was still closed shut when he came to, but he managed to fly to the nearest cedar. Always there is the an unfortunate casualty. I spent a greater part of the afternoon tying colored string to the Creeping Virginia hanging above our windows to ward off others! As long as we get to them before the cats or the dogs, they’re generally OK!
Yes, spring is at long last here!This was one of the longest winters on record, drier than usual and marked by high winds and snow-clogged roadways that were impossible to navigate at times. Lucky for Jara, she had many an excuse to stay home from school!! We didn’t do our usual bonfire this Winter Solstice. Hmmm, perhaps this is why spring did not arrive on time! A late spring however did not thwart the arrival of our first little grandson, Miloslav, who came in like a fresh warm breeze on the morning of March 10th, 2014. I can say without a doubt that we have all been a bit more than distracted since his long anticipated arrival. Now that his parents have moved back home rehearsals have presumed on a more regular basis. They go something like this: Milo arrives and there’s a rush to hold him! One of us invariably holds him through supper while the rest of us eat, rehearsal is scheduled for 6:30, but we get distracted by his signature facial expressions and smiles! We tear ourselves away, jam for an hour, while he gets acquainted by the sounds of live music, beS style, then it’s back to cuddles!
This winter was good: Thanks to Home Routes, we spent the coldest months in fellowship with so many inspiring musicians traveling through our tiny corner of the earth. From New York city we met Randy Noojin and were warmed by his class act Woody Guthrie Tribute Show. From the West Coast, we met Blues enthusiasts, Bill Hills and Ray Lemelin, who entertained us with their road stories and much more! Last but not least, we met West My Friend from Victoria, BC who asks us to be part of their Western Canada CD release tour. Apart from hearing them play of course, the best part of that evening had to be star-gazing with the band and pulling Alex around in our old wooden toboggan!!
Please do stay tuned for new posts this week. Summer is cookin’ and we have lots to tell