I’m off again on another volunteer stint in the Caribou country of British Columbia, Canada, with my ‘favourite’ bunch, the MDS (Mennonite Disaster Service) volunteer crew from my home town, Chilliwack. All that to say that I’m way too busy at this time to address much blogging except to read as many posts and comments as I can and respond to those I feel need immediate response and putting the rest in my “Hold” email file.
By the looks of my lively calendar and the requests piling up in my cell phone, it looks like this is going to be a very busy spring and summer for me, so much less time for blogging. I don’t mind, I was getting a bit antsy with little to do but sit in front of the computer or looking out a window to watch the rain, snow, rain, falling and somewhere in there and in-between, the wind blowing and howling.
Here in Lone Butte, just south of 100 Mile House and the highest elevation in the Caribou, the weather is as unsettled and unseasonable as in the rest of the province. It’s spring break-up time now and about half of winter’s accumulation of snow has melted as run off, leaving runnels and mud, mud, mud, everywhere not covered with layers of crush or gravel. Some of the country roads remain impassable due to flooding and… mud! Where the snow has melted and re-frozen there are piles of dirty ice trying their best to hold spring at bay.
Today was quite cold, with snow flurries, heavy rain squalls and hail taking their turn at trying to force us off our building to seek shelter inside. We didn’t, and thank goodness for the invention of modern “rain gear” that doesn’t leak putting finishing touches on a house, yet breathes. We remained comfortable despite “mother nature’s” best efforts to force us off the job. While we were busy working on the house (this is a homestead) a ewe gave birth to lambs this afternoon.
Since last year’s forest fires much has changed with the wildlife. Bears, cougars and lynx have grown bolder and approach homesteads and farms looking for prey. Apparently large lynx and cougars are regularly seen on the homestead here but none have appeared since we’ve been here. The dogs patrol the property but the owners say they rely more on a pair of domestic geese as their predator warning system!
Sorry, I haven’t wanted to break the team work rhythm so no pictures as yet. Maybe before my time here is up, I’ll have some. Maybe I’ll even have time to post them too!
All the best, from the Caribou!