Monday, June 20, 2016 — 25˚C / 77˚F — sunny & muggy @4:30 pm in Atlantic Canada — I think I remember hearing somebody say that Summer arrives shortly after 7 pm Atlantic Time —

– “Walking” Jassper at 9:15 pm. Jassper has arthritis. We’re supposed to be taking him for a walk for at least 20 minutes every day. Here, he made it about halfway up the slight hill on our street before he had to plunk down and rest from his pain. His happy walks and sniffing every square millimeter of his neighbourhood aren’t quite as much fun as they used to be, but if we can keep this up he probably will get better at it again.

I watched the Canadian dollar [ the ‘Looney’ ] rise a little, fall a little then rise again today – It ended last Friday at 0.7753 U$ dollars, then began this morning @ .07808 and rose to .7819 and fell back down to .7807 — Global News [ the Canadian television network ] reported that it finished the day @ .7807 – & CBC business news online said it was at .7815 at around 9 pm.  — So I guess you can reasonably assume that today wasn’t overwhelmingly interesting if I’m writing something like that here.

I did manage to finish screwing the plywood roof over the frame & beneath the heavy duty tarp [ the tarp that our neighbour gave us after I mentioned that we’d probably have to go out and buy one to protect the bare wood from the elements over the winter – one day this wonderful heavy duty tarp showed up beside the tool shed. 🙂 ] And I came through that with a thick layer of sweat weighing me down about ten pounds heavier than I started out. So I took a shower and sat near the air conditioner and watched last night’s brutal battle between Ramsay Bolton’s forces and Jon Snow & the Wildlings over again – then conked out and slept until something like 4:30 pm.

But at least I accomplished one impossible thing today. Finished the plywood roof all by myself without killing myself in the process.

And we had a nice talk with our neighbour, Connie Pond, when we were starting out to give our enthusiastic Jassper his adventure up and down the street. Apparently – the chipmunks that inhabit our stone wall have been planting oat seeds above their little caves – maybe they brought the oats home and thought they’d save them for a rainy day – then forgot where they left them? Connie is impressed.

— enough blogging for today?

~~~~~ Jim