Fall’s Beauty Unfolds: A Northern Morning to Remember on October 5/2024

“A Peek at Our Fall Colors Surrounding Our Property”

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Good Morning! You know, at my age, if you wake up achin’, it’s a good sign you’re still alive and kickin’.

Once again, it looks like we’re in for another fine day here in Northern Ontario, Canada. The leaves on the trees are sure putting on a show this year. If there was a contest for the best painter, ‘Aside from my Lovely Wife‘, Mother Nature would take the top spot. Walking around the property, I can’t seem to get enough of her surrounding beauty. The colors, the way the trees sway in the breeze, it’s a reminder of how lucky my wife and I are to live here in the north. Simple as that. Nothing fancy, just pure, natural beauty.

Highway 522 was a bit busier than usual yesterday, with hunters making their way into the area. It’ll stay like that until after Christmas, I figure. Still, it’s nice to see folks out and about, enjoying themselves while this good weather lasts.

Yesterday, my wife and I took some time to sit out on the front deck with a freshly perked cup of coffee. It was real nice, just enjoying the view of our property. After that, I finally got around to cleaning up the woodworking shop, it sure was a mess after all the work I’ve been doing lately. Not that I’m complaining, mind you. Where would I be without it? My old Dad always said, “Tools are only as good as the man usin’ them,” and boy, he was right. Nowadays, you’ve got fellas with gadgets so fancy, you’d think they were fixing to build a rocket. But hand them a hammer, and you might want to stand back, or put your hard hat on!

On another note, today I’ve got some more outside work to do. With the weather being so nice, I can’t stand the thought of being cooped up inside. So after my lovely wife makes breakfast for me, I’ll head on outdoors. Hmm, maybe I’ll enjoy a cup of turmeric tea on the front porch first. Good stuff for keeping the inflammation down, which is something a lot of us old timers are all too familiar with these days. ‘It’s pretty hard to beat Mother Nature when it comes to her healing properties.‘

With that, you all have a great day, and I will leave you with this. “Your life and body are like a well-tended garden—take care of it, and you’ll enjoy the harvest for years to come.” GW

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Opening Our Minds

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These are my own thoughts from what I’ve seen and lived through. I’m sharing them to spark some thinking and honest conversation, not because I have all the answers.

You know, the more I think about it, the clearer it becomes: just how small we really are in this wide universe. Here we are–living on our little blue planet, thinking we’ve got it all figured out-like we hold all the answers. But the truth? We know next to nothing.

Let’s take a moment to look at the surprising discoveries that have been surfacing from recent space studies. There were odd behaviours in galaxies, and strange signals from space that were found by scientists, that truth told, really shook our earlier understanding. This basically showed me that the universe doesn’t follow the same simple rules as earlier thought; rather, it has its own way of doing things, mostly catching us by surprise. For years, we have built models to explain how everything works in an attempt to form a very neat picture of the universe. But with every new discovery, it is clear that the universe keeps challenging those ideas of ours, and reminds us, that our understanding is very much—a work in progress.

This tends to lead me to question our place in all of this. If we can’t fathom space in the vastness of its meaning, what does that say about life here on Earth? Oh, it’s easy to feel advanced, but the truth is we’re still exploring the unknown, both at home and in the great beyond.

So when I think about our place in the universe and our existence here on Earth, I can’t help but feel that our education may have limited our understanding, making our reality feel smaller than it really is. Maybe it’s time to broaden our perspective, not just about space, but also about our beliefs? Maybe many of our ideas, including those about a higher power, are just stories we’ve created to help us make sense of the world around us.

So, to sum things up, in my opinion, it’s time for us to rethink our perspectives. I’m not trying to change anyone’s ways, but I believe that by doing so, we might uncover answers that can transform how we understand everything around us. GW

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Fallen Leaves, Crisp Air: The Perfect Start to a Northern Day on October 4/2024

Good Morning! I’ve got a true story to share with you today, one that’s been on my mind for years.

I remember sitting on a stump by a creek with my old friend Gray Wolf. I was just a kid back then, not sure what to do with my life. My dad had sent me off to live with someone else, and I felt like he didn’t want me anymore. It hurt, but I didn’t know how to fix it.

Gray Wolf sat beside me, quiet as always. I looked up at him and asked, “What do you think about life? Mine sure doesn’t feel like much right now.”

He didn’t answer right away, instead, he watched the creek, letting the water talk for a bit. Then, in that calm, steady way of his, he said, “Life, boy, is like this stream. It don’t stop when it hits a stone. No… it moves around, finds a new path. You have to be like the stream. You make your own way, even if it twists and turns.”

I listened. He didn’t say much, but he didn’t need to. The creek spoke for him, and I began to see that life wasn’t about everything going smooth; it was about learning to flow around the rocks and keep moving forward, no matter what.

Then Gray Wolf looked at me again, his dark eyes full of something I couldn’t quite understand at that time. “The path don’t matter much,” he said, “as long as you keep going. You choose which way. The stones… they help you find it.”

As I grew older, his words made a lot of sense.

I never forgot those words and you know—over the years I have found that sometimes life takes you places you didn’t expect, but there’s always a way around, just like Gray Wolf said. I have also found that sometimes, the rocks in the stream aren’t there to block you—they’re there to guide you.

So there you go, an event that happened many years ago. You can take it for what it’s worth.

On another note, we’re in the midst of a few clouds this morning here in Cottage Country, and we might see a brief shower or two. But after that, things should clear up, and the sun will be with us once again. I have to say, it’s a beautiful time of year. Truth be told, I even love the smell of the air right now. Everything seems to carry a touch of freshness—the earth, the trees, even the breeze feels like it’s whispering that fall is on its way.

Highway 522 has quieted down considerably, yet the locals still wander about, making their way here and there. There isn’t much to see, but somehow they always manage to find something to keep themselves occupied. It makes me scratch my head from time to time. But then again, as I always say, to each their own.

Other than that, I don’t have much to share this morning, other than, my wife and I managed to get the grass cut yesterday, and gathered a nice pile of leaves for the vegetable garden. Later, I’ll rototiller them in to help things grow next spring. It’s a good way to make use of what we have, and it doesn’t cost a thing!

With that I am off for my breakfast that my lovely wife has put together and will then see what the day has in store.

You all have a great day and I will leave you with this. “Life’s a bit like a good cup of coffee: take it slow, savor each sip, and don’t let it get cold.” GW

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Morning Chill, Autumn Sun Here in the North on October 3/2024

Good Morning! My old Friend Gray Wolf while sitting on his front porch one time said. “George the owl watches and waits—sometimes wisdom comes not from speaking, but from listening”

It’s a pretty good-looking morning here in Northern Ontario, Canada. The sun is slowly making it’s way higher in the East, and I have to say it sure looks nice with it shining through all the coloured leaves. That are all out in full force right now. Well—at least here where we live. And—by the looks of things that are taking place all around us, the weather will stay quite nice for the next week or so. Other than a couple of showers on Sunday and Monday. However, in saying that it has cooled down a bit, especially at night, but I am not complaining as it makes sleeping mighty nice.

My wife and I have been really busy for the past few days, getting our outside work done up for winter. I have also been writing up stories for my columns I write for, so I will have a few ahead for winter. My wife, well—she has been working steadily on finishing up some paintings that customers has ordered and if things goes to plan she should have them looked after by Thanksgiving.

On another note, we did take a trip to North Bay on Tuesday as we were in need of some supplies and groceries. We also picked up a nice turkey for Thanksgiving as all our family is coming home this year for a few days. While there, other than picking up our groceries we stopped off for a pizza at East Side Mario’s, enjoyed that with a drink or two, then stopped for a coffee at a local coffee shop and sipped on it while on our way home, taking in all the Fall Colours. I noticed that they are really out in full force in some areas, while in other places they haven’t started yet. Just goes to show you, no matter how much we think we can control things, Mother Nature has her own way of doing things. She moves to her own rhythm, untouched by what we humans want. There’s something kind of comforting in that, especially when you look at how our so-called leaders try to run the world. Makes you realize who’s really in charge

Highway 522 has slowed down a lot these days, but it is that time of year with the tourists staying close to home. I have also noticed that some of the folks that have cottages in our area have been closing things up, and a lot have been putting their boats away for winter. In truth, though, we can still get some very nice weather for the next few weeks or so.

On the flip side, our gift shop’s been bustling with folks stopping by to check out the unique items we offer. My wife’s paintings were a big hit this year—she sold most of her pieces and even picked up quite a few custom orders. She’s one talented gal, no doubt about it

With that I am off for my breakfast that my lovely wife has made for me, and will then head on out to my shop and see if our mowers are awake yet, as it is mowing day here for us.

You all have a great day and I will leave you with this. “The secret to a good life ain’t in having more—it’s in enjoying what you already have.” GW

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Reflections on Truth and Reconciliation

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Memories of my old friend Gray Wolf.

These are my own thoughts from what I’ve seen and lived through. I’m sharing them to spark some thinking and honest conversation, not because I have all the answers.

As we observe the National Day for Truth and Reconciliation, my heart weighs heavy thinking about the children who endured unimaginable pain in residential schools. These institutions, meant to strip away Indigenous identity and culture, caused deep scars that many still carry today.

The stories of those children are heartbreaking. Many were taken from their families, forced to abandon their languages and traditions. They faced harsh treatment, neglect, and abuse, leaving them with lasting trauma. The impact of these schools reached far beyond the individual; it rippled through families and communities, disrupting the very fabric of Indigenous culture.

My friend Gray Wolf taught me the importance of connection to the land and to one another. His teachings remind me that each child deserves to be loved and respected. As we remember those who suffered, we must also acknowledge the ongoing effects of this dark chapter in our history. The pain doesn’t just disappear; it lingers in the hearts of survivors and their families.

Orange Shirt Day is more than just a day of remembrance; it’s a call to action. It’s about standing together to support healing and justice for Indigenous people. We need to listen to their stories and honor their resilience. The journey toward reconciliation is not an easy one, but it is necessary if we hope to create a better future for all. GW

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