On my own

Mail box at the end of the drive
Mail box at the end of the drive

Tuesday was spent pottering, with breaks for dog walking and a driving lesson into Newport. Peter and Judith were kindly leaving me their cars to use, a Fiat 500 and Subaru something or other all wheel drive. Whilst I had become used to the right hand drive in Canada, I haven’t driven in snow for a very long time and was a bit nervous about it. However, a drive into Newport and back, stopping to collect a pizza for dinner this evening, salt for the path and fire bricks for the fire (the latter two items from the wonderful Pick and Shovel) and I was feeling a bit more confident.

High viz vest to alert deer hunters
High viz vest to alert deer hunters
Raked and sown!
Raked and sown!

Judith and Peter had a horse riding lesson in the morning and, whilst they were away, I started sowing some wild flower seeds for them in one of the paddocks. This was easier said than done as the ground was snow covered and hard so it was quite difficult to rake the grass over and find some soil. I managed to plant one lot and have more to do when, hopefully if the forecast is correct, it warms up a little next week.

Their departure day for Switzerland was Wednesday so, after walking the dog and having breakfast, we were in the car and off to Magog for them to catch the bus to Montreal. It had snowed quite heavily overnight and the morning was bright and clear after the last few grey days.

Snow in Magog
Snow in Magog

We had no problem with Canadian border control, who were very amenable, and arrived at the bus station in plenty of time. I left them there and drove into town to go to the bakery and supermarket for a bit of stocking up on real food before having to resort to the standard American. From the little I have seen of Magog, it is a very pretty town on the lake but today it was very cold and I didn’t feel inclined to walk around and admire the sights.

A little winter wonderland
A little winter wonderland – Magog
Bubba, my new charge
Bubba, my new charge
Raccoon number 1
Raccoon

It was with a little trepidation that I headed back to Newport, as I was more than a little nervous about immigration after last Saturday’s episode. However, I need not have worried as there was absolutely no problem at all this time. The same Immigration Officer was manning the gate and he recognised me. I was almost, but not quite, waved through without any questions!

Back at home, Bubba was waiting for me and the afternoon was spent catching up with washing, writing and walking. The excitement for the afternoon was when he very cleverly managed to find a couple of raccoons up a tree and there was no way he was going to leave that tree! I had to come back for the lead and drag him away, much to his displeasure.

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