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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