Note: This is my digital diary. With props to my Microsoft
journalist niece for framing the concept, this is me being my
own journalist. Most people live largely uncelebrated
and die largely unremembered. Everyone is consumed with
their own lives. Why would they make a big deal of
yours? If you want to celebrate your own experiences and
be remembered by current friends, family and maybe also by
distant descendants, you have to record your own life. I
have ancestors about whom we are very curious but who left
very little behind to help us know them. I have a few
friends who blog about their lives and travel, and that helps
to keep them in my thoughts and up to date on their
lives. We often trade advice on travel destinations, for
example. And this diary is how I revisit my own life
experiences.
2025.
September 1st. It has been a difficult summer for
gardeners. After a cold May, June was better but July was
very hot and dry. Growing conditions were awful for young
plants, and we lost squash. We only have seven squash, and
most are undersized. July was unhealthy for humans too,
with heat exhaustion for those who spent too much of a day
outdoors, and bad air quality from forest fires - a repeat of
2023 when we purchased an air filter. August was better,
and we now have plenty of beans, tomatoes, carrots, peppers, and
a great surprise: our strawberries kept producing continuously
in the bins I set up for them, now going into the fourth month
of eating them every day with our yogurt. We have seven
bins.
String band was great. It is still my
favourite weekly musical activity. We played in the gazebo
at Rosetta McClain several times. We also played three
more times at Variety Village for the adult day programs, but
they prefer pop tunes. My cuatro tuner stripped a gear, so
it is now a nine string. We can get a replacement tuner
strip but we're hesitating because of tariffs and uncertainty
over the final price. Everything else works fine. 5
string remains my favourite instrument for sound and mental
challenge, and it is physically easy to play.
On the 20th we had a meal at Pho Metro with
Moe and Jennifer, which was delicious. On the 28th we ate
with Ursula, Ian, Adam and Inhee, and Blanca. We went to
Arc and Angela's for Canada Day and on July 5th we ate at a Doly
Begum appreciation lunch. We sat with Dave Gracey, and our
friend Patrick had been hired to play the piano, which was neat
to see. On the 6th we had lunch at Jackie's and I took her
some seedlings. On the 13th we had Ian and Ursula to our
house for supper; we do reciprocal suppers with them about every
two weeks.
Tennis continued twice a week through the
summer and we were able to keep up with gardening, cleaning
eaves, etc, although I got quite lazy about mowing the lawn.
Language study continued and I'm beginning to make inroads on
Brazilian Portuguese verb conjugation. I understand videos
in Easy Portuguese without English subtitles; and also in
advanced Spanish, generally.
June 1st. It has been a month since we returned from three
weeks in Spain. In late February I got an M-Audio
I/O and was able to use it to play along with Anne Delong on
Sunday evenings. However, I lost my good ear buds on my
trip to Spain. We had various ear buds from the plane and
from bus tours but they were inadequate so I bought a Sony pair
which seemed to have a good frequency range, but they were
actually overly bright. The search continues.
Upon our return we picked up our usual
activities: tennis, music, language study, etc. Through
May we prepared the garden and started seedlings. I filled
black pots and lined them up on the driveway. On May 27th
we sold our GMC Sierra Hybrid truck. We bought it for
$14,000, held it for sixteen years and trips to Alberta and
through the southern States, including towing our boat to
Florida on our first year of retirement, and towing our T@B
trailer. We got $1,000 for it and could have set up a
bidding war and got more, I suspect. But except for
replacing the hybrid batteries for $3,000, and the brake lines,
it was relatively trouble free. There was an ugly process
of resolving a short in the system, being ripped off by a local
GMC dealer and having it towed to the extreme west end to
someone who was smart enough to resolve the issue - the memory
of that will keep me from ever owning another hybrid before we
ensure that local mechanics will know how to repair them.
So we are down to one car for now.
We had meals with Ian and Ursula a few times;
Ursula took care of my orchids while we were gone, and they
bloomed upon our return. Some are large and showy. I
might have to get rid of those that aren't, rather than spraying
them every day to end up with dried buds and small
blossoms.
On May 23rd our string band performed at
Variety Village for the day program participants and their
care-givers. There were eleven or so musicians and about
twenty-five in the audience. They were very
appreciative. We'll go again in June to sing and
play. We learned that they strongly preferred songs rather
than instrumentals.
May has had a few warm days for garden prep
but has generally been quite cold this year. June is
forecast to be much warmer, as usual, perhaps even including
some heat waves. I mowed my lawns twice, but haven't yet
turned the soil in the back window garden.
Feb 22nd. A year ago I gave Don some sixty year old
whiskey for his birthday but it seemed that he wasn't that
excited. His bar was full and his whiskey appetite was
diminishing. This year I gave him maple syrup because a
birdie told me he makes a mean pot of baked beans using maple
syrup. However, most of his other party guests brought him
alcohol.
My performance list is complete with happy
faces, hearts and green highlighting for my best tunes. We
have lost three fiddle players but gained two new ones, Petr and
Mia, along with a new mandolin player named Linda.
Elizabeth has been recovering in hospital from being hit by an
Amazon delivery truck while walking. We heard from her
once in her recovery, but not within the past two weeks.
She had surgery on her knee, and eight broken ribs. We
hope she'll be back some day, but it won't be soon. Bill,
at 96, can't manage on his own at home so he is in care
somewhere; we'd visit him, but we haven't been told where.
We can't go away for at least another week,
until Deb finishes her two months of weekly anti-wasp venom
desensitization. By then it may be pointless to go.
We enjoy being here to play music; we've been buried in a cold
arctic vortex and deep snowfall for all of February, but the
forecast is for warmer daily highs beginning next week.
Also we worry about the rush of airplane crashes since the
Trump/Musk cuts to government agencies, and the value of our
dollar in the face of Trump's tariff threats.
We'll play for BBNC in early March when the
date has been hammered down (the 6th or 7th); we were booked for
Feb 13th for a senior's Valentine day dance but a massive
snowfall led to a cancellation.
I get to Variety Village now two to three
times a week. I'm up to eleven laps on the track before
doing some upper body resistance machines. The whole
routine takes forty-five minutes. I feel good when I
complete each session.
I'm playing accordion but only at home since
even Deb tells me it is too loud for our string band. I'll
hunt for a smaller one. I play piano once or twice a week,
always for jazz standards and sometimes for Wednesday pop.
For string band I play 5 string, sometimes cuatro, sometimes
tenor guitar, tenor banjo or fiddle. I have other
instruments that I play at home but never outside the house
because there's no call for them. I play my trumpet on
Tuesday jazz standards night.
Ursula gave Deb a cyclamen
that is extremely attractive. It sits in her kitchen
window pumping out pink blossoms. We had a small
poinsettia for Christmas but it didn't last long. I'll try
to give it fresh soil in a larger pot and see what
happens.
January 3rd. We began the musical year with a really great
two hour string band session today. We had seven players,
including two fiddlers and two guitarists, and a bass
player. I'm on a multi-week project to sort my tunes and
indicate on which stringed instrument each is easiest to
play. I'll have that on my phone and be able to pick up
the correct instrument quickly, And I'll use happy face
stickers in front of each one that's solo performance ready.
I'll begin taking video of our group next week.
Don's 80th birthday was yesterday. On
Sunday we'll go and have a party for him to celebrate.
I'll give him maple syrup; I understand he makes a mean pot of
baked beans using maple syrup.