A Pencil, a Porch, and a Bit of Truth on June 29/2025

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Well, it’s a sunny start to the day here in Port Loring. It feels fresh out there this morning, sittin’ right around 58 F, which is about 15 C if you’re keeping track that way.

As the day moves forward, it’s looking to stay nice, a bit of sun, maybe a few clouds drifting by, but overall just a good, solid day. High should climb up to about 80 F, or 27 C. Good day to get things done outside or maybe just sit a spell in the shade if you’ve already done enough.

Come tonight, it won’t cool off too much. Expect it to dip down to around 62 F, or 17 C. Should be a quiet evening, maybe a few bugs depending on where you’re standing, but otherwise pretty mild.

Now tomorrow, that’s when things start to shift. It’s gonna cloud up some, and they’re saying we might get a couple showers, maybe even a thunderstorm in the mix. Air’s gonna feel heavier too, real warm and sticky. High’s supposed to hit around 86 F, or 30 C, with the low tomorrow night sittin’ close to 65 F, or 18 C.

Might be one of those days, where you get your outside work done early and then just keep an eye on the sky.

Highway 522: Well, traffic wise, it has picked up a lot. Campers, trailers, you name it, they’re all moving into our area. But it is the long weekend, the kids are out of school, and the city folks are wantin’ to leave that city life behind for a bit.

And I can’t say I blame them, neither. Up here, the air is fresh, the fish are waitin’ to eat some worms and keep the fishermen/women on their toes, and the blackflies are gone for another year.

They call it The Call of the Wild, and there ain’t no stronger force than nature, let me tell ya.

Bug Report:

All is quiet on the bug front… for now. But if this heat keeps creeping in like it might, you can bet those pesky deer flies and mosquitoes will be back out and about.

You see, they have been lying low, holding little bug meetings somewhere out in the bush, just waiting for the right time to come out and start irritating folks. And they always seem to seek out that nice warm city blood first. It’s a real treat to them.

Now, some folks think they are safe with bug spray, but I will tell you, most of that stuff today is not good for your health and truth told, it just works like a dinner bell letting the bugs know exactly where you are.

Instead of piling on bug spray, try not to put on any perfume or strongly scented soap. Wash your clothes in unscented soap, too. I use Dove or Ivory unscented, and it helps a lot.

So if you are heading outside, don’t forget your hat. It is your first line of defense. After that, you might be better off learning to swat fast and doing a little two-step than relying on a can of chemical hope.

On another note, yesterday despite the rain and the not-so-great weather in the morning, I ended up cleaning my woodworking shop. And in the afternoon, I wrote up another story for the newspapers I write for. All in all, it was a good day.

So what are you up to today, GW?

Well, with a day this nice, I’m planning to get outside and work in our vegetable gardens. I already spotted a few weeds trying to sneak in and get a foothold, and I’m not about to let them get the upper hand.

Speaking of the garden, I have to say, with all this wet weather we’ve had, things like tomatoes, peppers, broccoli, Brussels sprouts, squash, and a few others have really taken off. They’ve grown so much in just a few days that they’re starting to crowd each other like old neighbors at a family reunion.

That’s good in one way, but in other ways it’s not so great. Looks like I’ll have to do some thinning out soon, give everything a bit more breathing room before they start stepping on each other’s toes.

So with that bit of info out there for you to read, I am off to enjoy the breakfast my lovely wife has made for me. After that, I will head on out to our front porch, with a cup of green tea for a change, since it’s such a really nice day.

My wife and I sure do enjoy sitting outside just taking in our beautiful piece of property. It is one of those small things about living in the country that makes all the hard work worthwhile.

Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive. GW

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Still Figuring Things Out, One Day at a Time

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Good Morning, From the country where the wind knows my name and the Cell Signal doesn’t.

It’s a cloudy morning up here in the North, the kind where the sky forgets to wake up with the rest of us.

Today’s Forecast:
Cool and overcast, with temperatures holding near 55°F (13°C). Might be a flicker of sun later on, but I wouldn’t count on it.

Tonight:
A cool night, nice for sleeping.

Tomorrow:
Warming up, with highs near 80F. A nice day is in the forecast.


Highway 522 is quiet this morning, but it is Sunday, and most folks around here usually take things easy. I can’t say I blame them either, not after working all week.

Bug Report: Well, being that it rained all day yesterday and stayed cool, there weren’t hardly any to be seen or felt. And looking at today’s weather, it looks like more of the same.

On another note, we didn’t do much yesterday since it rained heavy pretty much all day. I gotta tell ya, she poured so hard our eave troughs overflowed, they just couldn’t carry it away fast enough. One good thing is, all our rain barrels are full to the brim.

So what are you up to today, GW?

Well, today, being that my old body needs a rest, I’m planning to spend some time in my old woodworking shop. It needs a bit of a cleaning after all the work I’ve been doing in there the past few days. One thing I can do well is make a mess, but that’s just part of getting things done, especially up here in the North.

So with that, I’m off to enjoy the breakfast my little woman is making for me. After that, I’ll take a second look at what I want to do today. Sometimes I plan on doing one thing and end up doing something completely different.

Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive. GW

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More Than Meets the Eye

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Now, I’m not here to tell folks what to think, I’m just sharing what life has shown me. Take from it what makes sense, leave the rest, but maybe let it sit with you a while.

So here we are again, Canada caught up in another squabble with our southern neighbours. This time it’s over that new tax on Big Tech. Folks in Ottawa say it’s only fair, as after all, companies like Google and Facebook haul in piles of money from Canadians, but pay next to nothing back. Makes sense on paper.

But you’ve got to wonder if there’s something else brewing under the surface. Seems to me our Prime Minister, Mr. Carney, might be playing more than just a tax game. Could be he’s trying to look tough for folks here at home, so we all feel he’s finally standing his ground, instead of just nodding along with whatever Washington wants.

Or maybe, just maybe, he’s got his eye on a bigger prize. You see, if trade with the U.S. gets rocky, that opens the door to push harder into deals with the UK, India, France, and even China along with others of course. It’s risky business, sure, but it might just be the kind of gamble he’s willing to take. Then, when Canadians complain about new tariffs on lumber or steel, or what ever, he can stand there and say, well, we’re working on fresh markets, we’re not just tied to one big customer anymore.

I can’t say for sure if that’s smart or just political posturing. But one thing is for sure, I’ve lived long enough to know sometimes it’s both at once. And I also know, that whenever politicians start talking tough, it’s worth paying attention to what they’re NOT saying. Could be we’re all about to pay a bit more at the grocery store, so Carney can polish up his backbone.

At any rate, maybe instead of chasing deals halfway around the world, we ought to be putting more energy into making things here at home. Building up our own industries, supporting local businesses, and growing stronger from the ground up. That in my mind is where real strength lies, not just in playing the global game.

Food for thought, anyway.

Until the next time, keep your minds open and your stories alive. GW

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When Citizenship Should Mean Something

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Now, I’m not here to tell folks what to think, I’m just sharing what life has shown me. Take from it what makes sense, leave the rest, but maybe let it sit with you a while.

You know, I’ve been thinking a lot lately, about what it really means to be a citizen. A real one. Someone born here, raised here, who worked the land, paid their taxes, raised kids, and helped build this country into what it is.

Now I’m hearing more and more about this thing they call birthright citizenship. Down in the United States, Donald Trump is pushing to change it. He wants to say that unless at least one parent is a U.S. citizen or permanent resident, the baby should not get automatic citizenship just for being born there. Some folks are upset about it, but to me, it raises a fair question.

Because here in Canada, we give out citizenship the moment a baby is born on Canadian soil, no matter who the parents are, where they came from, or if they even plan on staying. And I’ll be honest, that does not sit right with me.

I do not say that to be mean. I have nothing against honest people trying to build a better life. But when folks fly in just to have a baby, grab that citizenship paper, then fly out again like they were collecting stamps, it feels wrong. It feels like we are being taken for a ride. And folks like me, who have lived here all our lives, who have actually earned the right to call ourselves Canadian, we are the ones footing the bill for it.

Citizenship should mean more than just where you were born. It should mean you are part of this place. That you want to live here, give back, and build something with the rest of us. If someone is willing to do that, then welcome. But if they are just passing through, looking for a legal loophole, well, that is not citizenship. That is taking advantage.

And here again, I am not against immigration, hell my own family years ago came from somewhere else, like most Canadians. But they came to stay, not to take what they could get and move on. There is a difference.

I kinda think, It is time we start talking honestly about what it means to be Canadian. Not in the political sense, but in the real, everyday way. Where… being born here, or becoming a citizen the right way, actually means something again.

Until the next time, keep your minds open and your stories alive. GW

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Lines Written Between Chores on June 27/2025

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Good Morning, From a Porch with a View of Everything That Matters and Nothing That Doesn’t.

She’s a cloudy morning closing in on the long weekend here in Port Loring. We haven’t had any rain yet, but… it’s still early and the air’s got that heavy feel to it—like something’s waiting to let loose.

Today:
Right now it’s sitting at about 63°F, and we’re on track for a wet one. They’re calling for rain through the day, with a few good cracks of thunder mixed in. If it does come, we could be looking at an inch, maybe closer to two in spots before it’s all said and done. Things should climb to around 74°F before settling back to 58°F by nightfall.

Tonight:
Showers hanging around, maybe another rumble or two after dark. Still damp, still gray, and cooling into the high 50s°F.

Saturday:
There’s a chance of a few leftover spits in the morning, but most of it should be out of here. The sky’ll likely stay thick and low, though. Cooler too, with the high topping out near 67°F, and dropping to 53°F once the sun ducks out.

Sunday’s the bright spot. Some sun, a few clouds, and warming up nicely to about 81°F. Should be a fine day to dry out or get something done outdoors.

So far, it’s just the quiet before the rain—but if those clouds are telling the truth, we’ll be listening to it hit the roof before long.

Highway 522’s been a little livelier the past couple days. Trucks hauling campers, cars with boats tied down in ways that make you hope they’re not going far, and folks doing that familiar summer shuffle—out of the city and into the bush. You can tell it’s the lead-up to a long weekend when the gas stations jack up prices—because nothing says ‘welcome to summer’ like paying more just to fill your tank.

Bug Report: Well, the black flies have left us for another year—they actually packed their suitcases about a week ago. But with all the dampness and hot weather we’ve been having, those bloodsucking parasites, the mosquitoes, are out in full force. It’s hard to get away from them, and if you leave your door open for any length of time, they’ll be in within seconds.

And if they aren’t bad enough, when the sun does come out and the mosquitoes ease off a bit, those damn deer flies take over. Once they find you, they won’t leave you alone—they follow you everywhere and, given the chance, they can sure bite. That’s when my old hat comes in handy, sending them off to meet their maker.

On another note, my wife and I have been keeping busy with a steady stream of customers and friends stopping by our garage sale and gift shop. I have to say, it’s been great seeing so many people picking up things, and who could blame them? As every piece in our shop is designed and crafted right here in our woodworking shop—unique, one-of-a-kind items you won’t find anywhere else.

And here’s the kicker: we’re clearing it all out at half price. So if you want something special—something made with care and a little bit of heart—now’s the time to stop in. Once these pieces are sold, the gift shop will close for good. It’s time for us to turn the page and focus on other projects and plans in our life.

On top of that, we have my books on sale—seven of them, each packed with more than fifty short stories. If you’re into tales that capture the land, the people, and the small moments that make life rich, these books might just be your next favorite read.

We’re open every day for the summer from 10:00 AM to 4:00 PM at 11588 Highway 522, Port Loring, Ontario. So come on by, say hello, browse the shop, and maybe take home a story or two—whether painted on wood or canvas by my wife, or printed on paper in my books, which she beautifully illustrated with a drawing for each story and painted every cover. Her art truly brings the stories to life.

So, what are you up to today, GW?

Well, with all this wet weather outside, I’ll be working on my lawnmower. It’s only two years old, but it’s been giving me trouble the past few days. I have to say, they sure don’t make things like they used to. I have an old rototiller that’s over forty years old, and it’s still going strong, needing only a flat tire fixed and a couple of new drive belts over the years.

We live in a throwaway world these days, where fixing things is almost a lost art. Truth is, it’s usually cheaper to just buy new—even when a lot of that new stuff is made so poorly it’s barely worth the money. But what do you expect when most of what we use here in Canada is made overseas by folks who don’t care much about quality?

So with that, I’m off to enjoy the breakfast my lovely wife is making for me—thick slices of grass-fed pea meal bacon, sizzling just right, topped with an easy-over egg with that golden, runny yolk spilling onto a toasted English muffin. All finished off with a generous melt of aged cheese that’s just the right balance of sharp and creamy. How about that for a breakfast to start the day?

Once I’ve enjoyed every bite, a warm cup of hot cocoa will be waiting for me. It’s a bit cool this morning, perfect weather to sit back, sip slowly, and take my time before stepping outside.

Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive. GW

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In Closing, I Would Like to Wish You Well!

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