
We feel so fortunate ~ and we are! No floods here, no hunger. We do what we can, one day at a time and stay ever thankful.
Bring on the snow!
Where we share the beauty of the changing seasons on our 48 acre off grid homestead in the Cariboo Chilcotin. Where Touch Wood Rings are created, and where we live and work and play. 'The Homestone' is the name of the boulder that marks the entrance to our place.

We feel so fortunate ~ and we are! No floods here, no hunger. We do what we can, one day at a time and stay ever thankful.
Bring on the snow!
We had a quick visit with my sister and brother in law too; Laura and Gordon Willson. Laura and Gord are the owners of Debbie's Diner in Penticton. Gord is an experienced chef and a wonderful cook, and Laura is a great hostess! If you ever visit Penticton and are looking for an excellent all day breakfast; check out Debbie's Diner!
All in all, we had some great visits with family and friends on our quick trip off the meadow. It's so good to have Vince here ~ he looks after the place while we're away which gives us tremendous peace of mind. David and I got home late after a long drive on glare ice ~ Vince was here to greet us with the home fires burning and fresh coffee on the wood stove. So cozy :~) Oh, Life is good.
The fall colours are gone now and we prepare for winter; gathering firewood, tarping equipment and hay stacks, generally battening down the hatches.
We had a bit of snow on the meadow (about 6 inches) but it came and went. We expect to see winter settle in for real fairly soon.
This past week we enjoyed a rare treat. A family of swans settled in on our creek for a few days. A pair of swans with their four signets.
And not rare, but a treat none the less; one of our resident coyotes hunting for voles on the hay meadow.
We didn't mind seeing an end to this particular summer! It was so terribly dry, with two months of extreme fire danger and lots of smoke ~ fare thee well summer of 09!
It's still really dry so wild fires continue to be a concern but the nights are colder now and there's a hard frost most mornings.
There continues to be a voluntary ban on 'back country use' but it's hunting season and we do hear the occasional gunshot ring out from beyond our little wild life sanctuary. We can only hope that the animals we delight in watching and photographing will take refuge within the parameters of our 50 acres when they sense danger. I imagine there will be a good number of displaced critters after the wildfires this past summer.


These are the dog days of summer. The forests are dangerously dry. We keep one eye on the horizon and check the BC Wildfire website when we see smoke or hear the planes nearby. So far, so good in our neck 'o the woods...