|PHEEBS AND I HEAD OUT ON THE TJ DOLAN NATURE TRAIL|
|THIS WHOLE AREA IS AS GREEN AS GREEN AS GREEN CAN BE|
|THE TRAIL WINDS AROUND BEHIND THE OLD STRATFORD HOSPITAL WHERE I WAS BORN AND THATS IT THROUGH THE TREES|
|WITH THE AREAS BIG TREES AND AVON RIVER NEARBY IT'S A DAMP PLACE WHERE FUNGI DOES WELL|
Stratford is my old stomping grounds. Growing up in Tavistock Ontario ten short miles away Stratford was always our nearest Go-To big city. Most all my relatives from my Dad's side came from and are still living in Stratford. When I came back from the West in January of 1975 it was Stratford I settled in and remained there until 1995 at which time having met Kelly two years before we moved out into the countryside near Fullarton Ontario.
|SOME OF THE LARGEST BEECH TREES I'VE EVER SEEN GROW HERE|
|BEECH TREES ARE OFTEN USED FOR CARVING ONES INITIALS INTO|
One of my favorite nature areas in Stratford for all the twenty years I lived there was the TJ Dolan Area just a short half block north of the hospital. Despite the drizzly weather I parked the Jeep and with Pheebs scouting the trail ahead off we went.
|THIS IS STRATFORD'S AVON RIVER FLOWING WEST OUT OF THE CITY|
|IF ONE WERE TO PUT A CANOE IN THE AVON RIVER HERE AND PADDLE UPSTREAM THEY COULD BE CLOSE TO DOWNTOWN STRATFORD IN ABOUT TEN OR FIFTEEN MINUTES|
|IT WAS AT THIS POINT ON THE TRAIL WE HAD TO TURN AROUND AND GO BACK.....TOO MUDDY|
|ON THE NORTH SIDE OF THE RIVER ACROSS FROM THE TJ NOLAN AREA IS STRATFORD'S AVON CEMETERY|
|DESPITE WET CONDITIONS THE CEMETERY MAINTENANCE CREW WAS ON THE JOB|
My cell phone rang about 11and I knew that was Kelly calling to say she was ready to be picked up. Pheebs and I with muddy paws and feet were already back in the Jeep so minutes later we picked her up. A quick stop at Erie Streets McDonalds for coffee to go and we were headed back to Bayfield. A bit of occasional drizzle in the air but not as much as when we had set out earlier in the day.
|WALKING ONE OF THE TRAILS RIGHT ALONGSIDE THE RIVER|
It was nice to go somewhere different this morning. In the last couple years Pheebs and I have not been traveling as far afield as we once did a few years ago when we'd venture as far south as Port Franks or east as far as St. Marys, and Stratford. Traveling north we would sometimes wander through Kincardine and Wingham. Don't know exactly why it is we haven't been going as far except to say the price of gas and the Jeep's poor gas mileage are always knocking about in the back of my mind. Noticed we haven't been over to the Hullett Marsh as much either. Seem to be kind of stuck in a couple shorter routine drives. Maybe it's a bit of mental tiredness on my part. Maybe it's none of the above or maybe it's a whole bunch of other stuff. Regardless of what it is though it still beats getting up then just sitting around doing nothing. Well for me it does anyway.
It was late this afternoon when 'Little Red' took back first place when we saw her on the feeder again. Watching closely after supper I watched her climb up that same shrub and make an unsuccessful jump. Half an hour later she was back up the shrub again and I watched her make another attempt and this time she landed on the edge of the feeder's roof but just barely. From somewhere I heard a mocking voice say, "Touchdown" then "Houston, the Squirrel has landed." I sat here for awhile in perplexed defeat then walked out to the feeder with a brick...….and using that brick repositioned the feeder on the platform moving it a further 5 inches from the shrub. We'll see what happens tomorrow. Of course we all know what will happen tomorrow don't we!!
|I SHIFTED THE BIRD STATION TO THE RIGHT ON THE POLE'S PLATFORM AND ADDED A BRICK AS A COUNTER BALANCE|
|'IF THAT BLASTED SQUIRREL DOESN'T STOP JUMPING ON THE FEEDER PLATFORM I'M LEAVING TOWN!!'|
Seen on a bumper sticker:: Forget world peace--visualize using your turn signal!