May 24th to 26th - 100 Mile House

May 24th - Sat - 100 Mile House
Now we really know what aching backs are! We split a big pile of wood today. Yes, we have a splitter that runs off the tractor PTO but Terry has to lift the rounds and maneuver them on the splitter and I have to pick the pieces off the ground (if I don’t keep up with Terry) and stack them. For a lot of the time, I handed pieces to Dad and he stacked them. Terry kept us going so fast that the stack is a little rickety.

May 25th- Sun - 100 Mile House
It was rainy & gloomy this morning so we decided it would be a good day to go to town for groceries, bird food, propane and to pick up the mail. Marg has 4 bird feeders hanging right outside the dining area window and many different birds visit every day. The suet feeder was empty so Dad just had to get another cake of suet. The birds eat a small coffee can of sunflower seeds every day. There are only a few hummingbirds. It is so nice to be able to watch all the birds.
We had lunch in town (a break for the cook!) and then visited some restored/moved old buildings at a rest area just north of here. The rain had quit so Dad & I worked in the garden for a while - watering, trimming and mowing.
Bob (brother) phoned and we had a nice long chat. He raises “natural beef” and the operation that he is associated with is going to be on CTV evening news on Tuesday the 27th.

May 26th - Mon - 100 Mile House
Woke to a heavy rain shower. Dad & I went to the shop and built another bird house since it was too icky for any outside work. I am beginning the think that we will never get the second coat of stain on the picnic table.
After lunch we moved a pile of split wood. Marg is having the outside of her house refinished soon and the pile of wood was right against a wall in the carport. It was probably a pile that Terry placed there last year!
When Dad went to change gates for the evening, he saw a lone lamb by the hay barn. We went to chase it into the corral and discovered that it had a huge chunk of skin ripped out of it’s side. There are already 2 lambs in the barn with similar injuries and we don’t know what animal is doing this. I called friend Nicole to come and look at the lamb and give it a shot of penicillin. I have decided that I cannot be a sheep farmer!