I’m Not a Complete Potato


There were 4 World Cup games yesterday – usually at this point in the Tournament there are just 3. For those who think this might be boring – well no. Most of the games so far have been great (Iceland !!) and I have natural distractions for the ones that don’t hold my interest.

I had moved the television out to the sun porch for the summer. This means I have a great view in addition to the beautiful game (yes, I’m spoiled).

The cats are also watching TV. Cat TV. Two of the windows have big shrubs right next to them and there are lots of tiny birds playing around in there. They won’t let me take a photo of them though – somehow they know when I pull out the camera and they bugger off.

This one was out on the water and didn’t see me. I don’t know if this is a Ralph or a Clementine but s/he was fishing at low tide. I’ll try and get closer when possible.


I was gazing out at the water yesterday morning and watched a tree drift slowly past the entrance to my cove. Then I noticed it was racing back in the other direction, as if it was being pulled by a rope. The tide had turned.

I forget, because I’m sheltered in this cove, just how strong the tide is. I do notice the changes in water level though.

You are probably aware that the biggest tides in the world are here in the Bay of Fundy. We don’t all have the same size, but the difference between them in front of me ranges from 6m to 7m normally (19.7 ft to 23 ft). More of course during storms.

I don’t think I’ve ever given you the high and low in a way that conveys the size of the tide here in the cove. Here’s something that might help – to assist you with scale, that is a full height 1 1/2 story shed on the pylons.


I try to accomplish things between games – I have almost an hour before the next one starts. Yesterday I thought I’d be really productive and stack wood.

There is enough room in the garage for all I’ve ordered if it is neatly stacked. So far about 1.5 cords are in tidy rows. There’s another .5 cord in a giant pile just inside the door. At the very least I wanted to clear that up so I could move in there, make room for the cords yet to arrive, and so I could finally completely close the door.

I had been doing that for about 20 minutes when I heard a sound. Thinking the logs were settling I looked towards where I thought it was coming from.

Now I’m no expert but I don’t think firewood, even if it’s settling, sounds like the loud rhythmic breathing of an animal.

I decided to do chores inside the house.


There are a lot of small projects that need doing. One of them gave me a great feeling of accomplishment even though it will seem totally insignificant to anybody else.

When it’s necessary to light the wood stove I use long reach matches. It took me months to find a supplier and then find a reasonable price (reasonable just means less expensive than everybody else).

I stored the boxes on the bookshelf in the living room, but that’s getting moved when the walls are finished. So, to have the matches handy when I need them, I found this wall pocket at Hilborn Pottery. The only difficulty with this, of course, is that it doesn’t have a striking surface.

On Amazon I found a supplier in the States which makes adhesive backed sheets of striking material. I cut out a small rectangle and stuck it to the back of the standing heat shield. It works perfectly. That item on the list is finally crossed off.

Now, if you’ll excuse me I have some chores before the first game of the day starts. πŸ™‚



  1. It all sounds wonderful. Well, not the chores and the lists, but they even have their charm (from afar, behind a monitor). I’m living vicariously through you. Living on an island…sigh. πŸ™‚

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    1. Well without insulation last year I went through 7. I will have 8 (including 2 of hard wood from Deer Island) stored this year, but I don’t expect to need it all. Unless of course we have another few months of -40 windchills. πŸ™‚


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