The Web of Life

"Oh what a tangled web we weave..." Sparty's windvane sports an evening's work, highlighted this morning by the dew. No matter that West is now East, North is now South. Life can take us in many directions, some of which are opposite to which we perceive the wind is blowing. The spider's web was built in hopes that unsuspecting insects will pass by and get entangled. The mid-day thunderstorm, lightning and wind disconnected everything, and once again, Sparty is cleaned and ready for duty. We shall see what tomorrow brings.

Today is Monday and that means wash day, all the clothes, linen and towels that have been accumulating for the past two weeks; off to the Tyler's for the marathon wash and dry cycle.

Today also is fetching water day, the ultra filtered, osmosis derived, ultraviolet radiated kind that only comes from our Lion's Head Home Hardware. $5.00 Cnd for 24 liters. "While you're up..." and in this case "out and about", stop at the dump, take the recycling, the 50 feet of telephone line lying in the grass on the Hydro line, and put the bottles and cans in the Boy Scout's shed; passively making money. On the Tyler's Turnpike, I met a 10 inch diameter shell snapping turtle who did not want to get out of the way of my vehicle. As he/she was on one track, I had room to move over and pass he/she by. Coming back, I didn't see he/she so I guess he/she didn't wait for me. Further on down the road, at the junction of Shaw Road and Little Pike Bay Road is a Yellow Flower canola field. Then on to Lion's Head via the West Road, taking the road (45th parallel) that is closed for road repair and bridge work from June until September. Without invoking 4 wheel drive, or even slowing down, cruise control on all the way I make it to Highway 6, no bridge, no road repair, no workers, no signs. I guess the sign at the West Road heading East is a vestige of times past, filled with good intentions. The road in Lion's Head is being reclaimed and refinished although the clerk at Scott's Home Hardware and I both agree that it didn't need it and haven't the foggiest idea why it is being torn up. Then a stop at the LCBO to get beer, back to Highway 6; making a left turn, more construction signs and orange and black barrels; cruise control on all the way to Little Pike Bay Road, no slow downs. I stopped at Tyndale's Gravel to have them call me about laying gravel on part of our road. The heavy well drilling trucks and the back and forth truck travel of the well and aquafer testers have now made a rutted muddy mess of things. The solution of course, lay more gravel. Somehow, I feel connected to the Sparty spider; I'll make a new start tomorrow.