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Well, imagine the colour of my face when I found out that the forest which I thought was redwood was actually red cedar (or so I was told by someone who grew up in the area). The silence, the lack of undergrowth, the immense height are apparently shared by both varieties of tree. Guess I'll have to go to California after all ;-)
The other night, my husband persuaded me to go with him to the lake that's at the other side of our city (which in any more densely populated country would be a town or even a village ;-). We got there just at twilight and it was phenomenal. There were dozens of birds swimming around, mostly ducks, but I heard a flock of geese and saw them coming in for a landing further out on the lake. The water was smooth as glass, and mirror-like, reflected the rays of cloud that reached out from the setting sun like fingers edged in gold. As we watched the gold turned coral then red and finally became a faint white outline of a darkened cloud. The muskrat that lives near the pier splashed a few times, hoping for some gift of food and the ducks kept one watchful eye on us as they brought their brood out for a bedtime snack. Despite the sounds of traffic in the distance, the soft quacks of ducks were clearly heard across the water, and the peaceful scene will be my soul's bedtime snack for days to come.
I see I forgot to mention that this lake is called Big Lake, and must be some settler's idea of a joke... it is a reasonable size around, but is only about 3' deep. Not a whole pile of fish live in it (it freezes right down most winters), but lots of weeds and wetland animals live around it. Another special place for me to show off to any of you who might happen to decide to visit up this way :-)
-- Tricia the Canuck (email@example.com), September 28, 2000
I'm on my way. I forgot my toothbrush! May I borrow yours?
I love your writings.
-- helen (firstname.lastname@example.org), September 28, 2000.
Sure, Helen... I'll keep one in the package just for you (I have some for y2k, still :-)
Thanks for the feedback, it's the only thing that keeps me writing.
-- Tricia the Canuck (email@example.com), September 29, 2000.
Red cedar, thus red face.
Not a CA redwood forest,
But red wood forest.
-- Robert A. Cook, PE (Marietta, GA) (firstname.lastname@example.org), October 04, 2000.
Robert, how's that grandbaby? :-)
-- Gayla (email@example.com), October 04, 2000.
Strong little guy....very alert, very aware, and very active in looking at everything. Babbling continously of course.
Not much for crawling...seems to prefer elbow+belly "low crawling" along rather than using hands and knees - might be walking soon anway: he's pulling himself up onto furniture, legs, knees, and anything else in sight and walking along it.
Hates laying on his back - but we can't tell (yet) if he's left-handed...sure seems to grap stuff that way though.
-- Robert A. Cook, PE (Marietta, GA) (firstname.lastname@example.org), October 09, 2000.
Robert, sounds like you're a proud grandpa! Got pictures? :- ) Is anyone else in the family left-handed?
-- Gayla (email@example.com), October 12, 2000.