P.E.I. - Grampy's Casa, My Casa?

When visiting Prince Edward Island, it is customary for me to haul whomever I'm with on 'shack excursions'...we find abandoned houses and investigate their real estate? Soooo, Carissa - shown here - , Hilary and I found one, broke into it, found a sign on the wall that read 'Happy Birthday Grampy', dishes in the dish rack, possessions scattered about and we were sure we were going to find a deceased Grampy somewhere. Luckily, we did not. Unluckily, when we investigated the price of our B&E score, a neighbour told us that Grampy still lives there...he was just away for a couple of days. Needless to say, 'shacking' will need some retooling before the next trip to P.E.I.

Prince Edward Island's busiest cyclists....

are clearly from Japan! Having just spent a week on 'The Gentle Island', cycling would have been the way to go, if it hadn't been for all the rain. My friend Carissa and I made the most of it and put over a thousand kilometres on our rental car. Over the hills and through the dales with n'ary a rain soaked bicycle to be seen anywhere!

"I LIVE IN A TRAILER DOWN BY THE RIVER!"

...the voice of SNL funny guy, Chris Farley, was ringing in my ears as we set our wee trailer up at the end of our yard. I kept expectd to see him bounding out the back door, unsuccessfully attempting to hike his belt beyond his corpulence.
We don't really need the trailer there, all set up but, being a lifelong trailer lover, I like the way it looks, with it's little tree stump garden out front and bullfrogs splashing and singing five feet from the door. A nice little escape, or sleepover quarters for anyone needing a wildlife fix. Turles, swans, geese beavers, and frogs....ohhhh the frogs...big ones, little ones all talking at once in their own mighty metropolis, so, if you deem to drop in, you must remember, you are only visiting.

No Legs? No Problem!

At Quintra Therapeutic Riding stables, horseback riding is not so much a sport as it is a means to an end. The owner/instructor, Barb (shown here) has an amazing way of saddling up just about anyone. Once landed on the horse, a therapy session involving stretching and flexing your upper body might be the order of the day, or if your legs are still or won't move, the warmth of the horse's body as he's walking will soothe you. This special saddle is crafted just for this purpose. No reins required! Sometimes the horse is a vehicle, sometimes the horse is the equipment. Good lady, good riding, good idea!

Because There Can Never Be Too Many Puppies!

In lieu of loading some pics of our unspeakably heated surroundings, I thought it appropriate to take pause (paws?) and focus on being cool and comfortable. What better way than to stare at seven week old Lucy, the pup. Oh, to be that safe and sated in one's own skin!

The Mighty Quinn!

This impossibly stretchy cat is available for ownership (this is if a cat can ever be truly owned). My friend, Nancy, is housing Quinn's stray self on her porch for now, much to the dismay of her two window-hissing indoor cats. I hope the three felines can work out their differences because Quinn looks very much at home. Psst -if the cat has been named, can an invite inside be far off?

Oh and Meg - I appreciate your comment very much but can't seem to post my own comment in reply. Stymied.

Bad Boaters, Good Food, and Friendly Rellies!

The Barlow/Hallam Family Reunion at Moira Lake was one splendid day! The stage show included aggressive boat racers from next door, a feast of fresh fruit and vegetables before dinner, and boxes full of family photos. Since those pastimes are pleasant to be sure, they can only get you so far so I spent a few hours noodling in the water with various cousins of Rob's. Saturday's scorching heat was soothed away!