Blackout- With Woodstove, Dog & Guitar… & Rivers of Flowing Orbs.

Sunday, January 26th, 2014.

We lost power at something like 7:05 pm and got it back at about 9:24 pm Atlantic Time.

Cathi tossed a couple more logs in the woodstove and we were toasty warm. She grabbed her guitar and played and sang and had a very attentive Jassper,  (“the puppy horse”) loving every second of it. (( At one point, he tried to get his nose between Cathi’s arm and the guitar and she broke into gales of laughter, saying, “This isn’t going to work this way…” (((I think I got a photo of that action with her cell phone))) – 🙂 ))

lights in the dark
This is a requested photo without the flash. You can’t see Cathi. This is the living room during a blackout with the temperature at -15˚C/+5˚F outside. (Woodstove fire far left the other lights are candles around the living room.)

Cathi asked me to take photos while she played, enjoying the moment and the ambience. The first photo I took was on auto flash. Okay photo of Cathi and her guitar. When I turned off the flash, Cathi’s leprechaun nature came to the party- She didn’t show up in the photos.

She asked me to use her cell phone’s camera. I have never experienced this before—> I aimed, blindly, touched the “take a picture” icon and watched rivers of movement in the screen. I had no idea what that was all about. I wondered if they would show up as orbs or what-  I took several photos from different angles and saw the rivers flowing from different angles, flowing up, flowing down, flowing horizontally… every photo had different movement up to the point where the flash captured the subject and then I couldn’t see anything moving, flowing or whatever.


Cathi staying warm, playing guitar with Jassper.
I was standing near the Woodstove, This is the shot with no photoshop auto level correction.

Orbs. Before the flash stopped their motion, these things were zooming like crazy between me and Cathi. The movement filled the view screen on the camera.

Same photo, as above, a little more clear.
Same photo, after auto levels adjustment.

I like the dog’s Orphan Annie eyes.

Cathi, guitar and Dog on the couch.
This was one of the first photos I shot. Attentive Jassper enjoying the warm fire and the music and Cathi’s beautiful voice.

This is with my Olympus digital camera. I did not see orbs flying when I shot this one. I don’t know if Jassper saw them or not, he’s not talking…. 😉

While we were looking at the photos on her laptop (the battery stayed good while we were in the dark) Cathi wondered if the orbs were spirits who liked the music, coming around to enjoy the moment. I felt something like, maybe the orb-creatures were feeling like kids at an amusement park, zooming around and thoroughly enjoying themselves and maybe even enjoying our company. Visitors from another dimension? Who knows? (I can play the theme from the twilight zone on my guitar fairly well… but not while I’m typing, you’ll have to imagine that here.)

It was an interesting evening.



Rain Rain Rain…

Spotty windshield Snowy Hill in bright sunlight
Brilliant Sunlight on Snowy Hill Through Jeep Windshield in the Rain.

Sunday, January 12th, 2014.

+7˚C / +45˚F @ 8:15 am. Very Wet outside.

I’m confused about when exactly I shot these photos. We pretty much conked out and slept most of Saturday. In the evening we had a nice visit with Alex. He is very happy with his new apartment (which Cathi checked out with her new camera and sent him the photos along with another place and he chose the one he got, and like I said before, likes it a lot.) Sunday? I don’t remember it being this sunny and bright. but this might have been a ‘bright moment’.

Snow, part of a house, trees & more snow through a rain splotched windshield.
Looks like an impressionistic painting. Porch and yard with trees in the background seen through Jeep’s very wet windshield.

I think we went out to the all day breakfast we missed yesterday because the freezing rain made the world just too slippery for Cathi to chance going out before we went to see Alex in the evening.


Freezing Rain On Emily’s Birthday

Interesting Shaped Icicle
Oddly shaped icicle growing outside a window on our back porch.

Saturday, January 11th, 2014.

-4˚C / +25˚F @ 1:00 pm with rain freezing and people having a heckuva time getting up the little hill on the corner of our Street and Canada Street.

We had planned to go check out an all day breakfast place that one of our local “spies” had suggested. But the cars going whirrrrrr whirrrrr Whirrrrrrrrr trying to get up that little bit of hill here changed Cathi’s mind before she got both eyes open.

Happy Birthday Emily, Dal and I’m trying to remember what ‘whatsername’  McCarthy’s name was (She lived across Clayton Street from my cousin in the 1990’s- as a kid she wanted to buy a horse and thought they could pick flowers from neighbouring houses’ gardens and sell them on the street corner to make enough money to go buy herself a horse.) 🙂

Also- Yesterday, I wanted to try to get to Home Depot to see if they have the kind of shelf brackets we left behind when we moved here 🙁

I need to build a couple more shelves before I can turn around in the office here without being afraid I’m going to knock something over, break something or slip on something that fell from  somewhere.

(Downloading video clips from flip cam as I type this, in a while I’ll be able to post scary pictures. But not quite as scary as the ones that got away, with one of our neighbours taking mini baby steps to try to inch her way up the hill (more like moving in milimeters, trying to stay vertical, trying to get somewhere  in one piece…..)


~~~~~Jim  (( Now 2:50 pm 01/11/2014 ))

Frozen Rain on tree branches.
Frozen Rain on Tree Branches.

Sunday, January 12, 2014.

+7˚C / +45˚F @ 8:15 am. Grey and very wet outside. Puddles on top of ice.

We went to Alex’s new (to him) apartment yesterday for dinner. Stopped to pick up a salad @ the Atlantic Superstore @ the corner of Smythe And Dundonald. Several employees were standing inside the air lock/entrance/exit. Several people were standing outside in the rain waiting to be let in. One man waiting outside announced to newcomers who came along and tried the door that the store had had a power blackout and they were waiting until their computer system, including all the cash registers, was back up and working and nobody knew how long that would take. Ten minutes? Half an hour or longer?

While we were there another couple people approached from the slippery soggy wet icy parking lot and another woman from outside came to the door, unlocked it from the inside and announced that it was going to take longer than they thought it would to get back up and ready to open their doors again.

Cathi and I gave up on that store and went to the Sobey’s on Regent Street.

We had a very nice dinner with Alex. After we got home (stopped on the way to pick up breakfast coffee at the Main Street Tim Hortons) I quickly developed a wicked headache, probably from all the strain of trying to walk on very slick ground.

I took aspirins and plopped on the bed while Cathi tried to listen to Coast to Coast A.M.

This morning it is still very wet. Our road is still ice covered and wet. Our driveway is still icy and has larger & deeper puddles on top of the ice.

We have several things we need to do today, and I need to write quite a few notes and get quite a few late holiday cards and greetings out.

We need to get out and buy more salt, and several other things.

I hope to write more here later.

—–Jim (( @ 8:45 am, 01-12-2014… a “2” day. ))

Ice Covered Jeep, driveway, road.
Iced Over Jeep in Driveway with icy road behind

—((( A chipmunk just ran across our back yard, climbed the wall in two jumps and dashed off out of sight. @ 8:48 am )))—


Fun With Security Cams

4 different shots on one screen
Split screen shot of 4 out of 8 security cams’ feed.

= January 8th, 2014. Natsha F.’s Birthday. =

For Christmas this year, Santa Claus got us a security camera system (partially to see if we can capture anything spiritual with the 100 foot night vision capability). Instructions say “set up the cameras close to the recorder before installing them wherever you want to install them permanently. So far, with all the snow outside and trying to decide exactly where to set up the cameras, the cameras are still inside, cluttering up the office with their cables and showing other office clutter while they cycle by on the screen. It’s a bit odd, now I know more or less what I look like from behind and at other strange angles. (Colours aren’t perfect on 4 of the cameras, but they’re close enough for what we want.  And instead of the bright white ‘Orphan Annie’ eyes they capitalize on spooky teevee shows I have more shots of me with very black eyes to muse over.)

Deer Feeding behind our neighbour's fence
Deer Behind Fence Yesterday.

Wednesday, January 8th, 2014. -16˚C / +4˚F (( Wind Chill = -12˚F)) @ 6:14 am.

Dreamed an epic dream that I was writing a deep, many layered novel. I didn’t know I was dreaming at the time, but I knew I was planning to turn my experiences into a deep epic novel, & wasn’t quite sure where it would go or where it would end.

The part I was  immersed in tonight was a wedding. With all sorts of intrigue as it was probably the first wedding this extended family had ever gone through at a non- smoking facility. Many of the single young men were sleeping in a basement (and I was one of them. Even if I felt like this was my immediate family’s upgraded basement) There was a Moe type Cat sleeping on my chest for at least part of the night before.

There was a lot of cattish behaviour (mostly talk) among the young ladies at the event. Intellectual snobbery, moral snobbery, flirting, triumphant hoots when the not so popular overweight woman was asked to dance by one of the most eligible of the bachelors. Subtle flirting, even the one with the most acid of tongues came close to melting when close to one young man and wanted to hide that from everybody, maybe especially him.

I got the impression there were lesbian undertones at one table, And a lot of “Try not to give the Patriarch / Matriarch a clue as to what any of this is all about.

When I woke up I had a strong impression that there was somebody or some entity walking around the kitchen. The dog growled and Max hissed. I looked at the clock, saw 5:56 (am) and thought someone had turned a light on. I wondered if Cathi was sick, getting up at this hour to find some medication so she could make it through another day of work.

I ended up looking at the ceiling in the living room (I ‘d been sleeping in the chair) and wondering where to put a night vision camera (to stand sentinel for things that go bump in the night.)

I should end this part of today’s journal here with the sound Jassper makes, growling in his sleepiness.

—-umm grrrrrrrrrr-

~~~~~Jim (Wednesday, January 8th, 6:26 am) ((anniversary of us moving into 626 Huntington Road in 1959)) Rod McCauley Jr’s Birthday.


Thursday, January 9th, 2014.  -18˚C / 0˚F @ 8:30 am ((Teevee guy said the windchill was -29˚C around 7:30 am)). Clear- cold-

Saturday is supposed to start out at around -18˚C /0˚F and gradually warm to about +8˚C in the evening.  (=+46˚F) We might just start out as snow, get about 4 hours of freezing rain before it turns into all rain… sounds like life will become ineresting on Saturday.

Sunday should be even warmer- with more rain? ((They’re talking +10˚C / 50˚F. ))

When I was trying to see the future for our annual prognostications- I saw a lot of precipitation and a lot of puddles surrounded by snow. (that was January) and so far it looks like I got that right.

~~~~~Jim  (more later?)

Happy Russian Christmas?

Photo Of Deer Behind Fence  on a Hill in the Snow.
Deer feeding behind the fence. ( Shot with security Cam through Window Screen)

Tuesday, January 7th, 2014. I think today is Eastern Orthodox Christmas Day.

-8˚C / +17˚F @ 10:00 am. There was a stiff northerly wind blowing at about 7:30 am.

We had all kinds  of warnings that a Polar Vortex was coming to freeze our behinds off. There were some school closures this morning.

Um. I have some catching up to do.

Maybe get back to this later.

~~~~~Jim ( @ 10:20 am 01/07/2014  = a “6” day. (snar) )

Happy New Year. (Yes, I believe it is a HAPPY & NEW -Year)


Wednesday Evening, January First, 2014. It is -15˚C / +5˚F @ 6:30 in our neck of the woods.

Wellington Court B-4 the plows found it
Monday Morning After the quiet wump of snow fell.

Monday Morning- We had been up all night, listening to Coast to Coast AM and trying to catch up on all sorts of things. My step daughter caught a plane back to London (Ontario) around 4 pm Sunday afternoon ((before the heavy snow fell,  after light snow had begun falling. This little corner of the universe has already gotten twice as much snow as it usually gets all winter. I think that’s what they said as they explained that one woman who was without power for 8 days was told that the street she lives on is no longer plowed because nobody lives on that street. When she said that she lives there they told her something else that made even less sense.))

Cars under snow wiff house in bkg.
Driveway, the groove is where I dragged the garbage can behind me.

We actually looked outside around 7 am and were shocked at how much snow had quietly fallen over night. Forecasters had thought we might get something like 15 to 25 centimeters ( 6 to 10 inches? ) I’m pretty sure we got at least a foot. But it was very light fluffy stuff that was easy to shovel and fairly easy to walk through.

Path to door through deep snow.
Snow isn’t always this pretty while it’s falling. And you can almost never get a photograph that looks exactly like what you saw with your own eyes.

We had a happy puppy dog (7 year old Lab named Jassper, a perennial puppy who spends half his time bounding up and down, at least 3 feet above the ground) since I had taken him for a walk in the snow before his bed time. He lost no traction in the deep snow (about half as deep as it later became) and I had visions of him bounding happily up the street and off into the woods dragging my severed arm behind him, but he never quite ripped my arm out of its socket, though I probably should have worried about the possibility that I could spend the rest of my life twisted halfway around with my legs pointed one way and my trunk pointing at least 90 degrees to the right of that direction.

Christmas lights and mountains of snow reaching porch windows.
I thought the snow mountain would reach the porch roof… that may be one snowfall in the future.

—A couple hours later— We had a couple errands to run, so we dragged ourselves out into the wilds after I used the snow blower and snow brushes to dig the jeep out and attempt to widen the driveway just a bit with the heavily frozen stuff under the new foot of snow presenting a bit of a problem.

Bowing trees along the road, bright sunlight ahead.
Trees along Bridge Street bowed and attempted to create an arch as we braved the freshly plowed byways.

And, looking ahead, we’ve heard self proclaimed seers and propagandists warning the future looks like a script for several “Mad Max” movies. But others have said that, no, the human race is evolving rapidly and waking up and the evil dark ops string pulling manipulating mother haters of this world will either quietly give up and go away or they will bloody their own heads and rupture their own hearts bashing their heads against the angelic brick walls of a reality they can never control.

Near prismatic sunburst through jeep window on Bridge Street.
The future’s so bright, you better wear sun glasses.

Yes, the blathering purveyors of negativism who believe they rule the world will fall flat on their faces as the social pyramid they want us to believe in collapses as those who were expected to believe they must dwell at the bottom and support the many many upper layers of the imaginary delusions of power just kind of scratch their heads and walk away, smiling at this amazingly beautiful universe we’ve been given to enjoy and experience.