Enjoy the Winter

Enjoy the Winter

Hail Brave hearts

Oh to the lucky ones, who walk these paths.  The great mighty river has presented it’s wonder.  The uproar of nature, a beautiful site, it catches us off guard.   It’s so impressive and different and interesting.  A phenomena of sorts, with it’s unusual beauty, we walk these paths often and have never seen this before.  The freeze, the thaw, the freeze, the thaw, the mighty river flows.  The enormous upheaval of ice and water, breaking up huge chunks of ice, as the river starts to flow.  This is January and a mild spell during the winter has created an unusual scene.  This area should be frozen solid and the thickness of the ice proves that it was, but the mighty river flows.  These ice pieces are about one foot thick and have been heaved all along the river bank.  It was a marvel to look at and to speculate the dramatic change that would have caused this.  For us, this powerful act of nature is new.  It’s exciting and beautiful and the power of the water is awesome to see.    This kind of ice break up is what happens in the spring, but this is the dead of winter, with temperatures hovering around zero.  Too warm to keep the river frozen and to keep the ice in place.  We should be able to walk along this river, but we can only walk along the ice shelf by the river bank.  Global warming and climate change are presenting winter to us in a dramatic new way.

It was only  a few weeks ago that we saw that the river was frozen and planned for a winter afternoon excursion. There’s value to seeing the park from the rivers.  It gives us new photographs and a new perspective of the mountains and the terrain.  Sometimes the walking is easier and with careful consideration of the dangers of ice travel, we stay near the shore, travel in groups and pay attention to the changing surface.

The river heaves and swells and the ice forms in dramatic flows like waves.  It’s dangerous and we stick to the shoreline.

We need the winter, with it’s cold and snow.  The fluffy white stuff is full of fun and winter is a favorite season.  The warmth has made it more fun, with less inside time drinking hot chocolate and  more outside time on the ski hill.  We play more with temperatures like this and it still snows!  The winter activity is good for our souls.  It pushes us to outside sports and to cautious winter travel.  It teaches us about nature in a different way, about weather and avalanche, snow travel and preparation.  It teaches us to be hardy and strong and to learn survival skills.  We love it this way!  The great white north, with all of it’s beauty, it’s back country cabins, pot belly stoves, tracked trails into the wilderness.  All of this presents it’s own dangers, thrills, unique experiences and exhilaration.  It’s magical and wonderful and full of winter fun.

https://www.rei.com/learn/expert-advice/winter-camping.html  –  Winter Camping

But now, something unusual.  Travel cautiously, oh brave hearts and enjoy the great winter.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

January 30, 2018

 

Heavenly New Year

Heavenly New Year

Hail Brave hearts

Joy to you, in this awesome new year.  A year of hopes and dreams to fill.  Good luck to you with all of your plans, resolutions and pursuits.  The new year is upon us and it is with smiles that we carry on.  A warm winters day, a fun filled way to adventure.  Skating and skiing and joy in participation.  The easy relaxation of family and friends, social gatherings,  companionship and fellowship.  A new day, a new year, everything hopeful, bright with cheer.  In like a lamb, the new year is pleasing, warm and sunny, not bone chilling and freezing.  It’s wintertime, snowy and dark, but for us, this is outstanding.  Just cold enough to  keep the bears in hibernation, they sleep in their dens, and pass this season away.

The deep chill of Christmastime designed to keep you cooking, is now followed by the joy of the new year.  Smugly we skate, the ice is superb, tobogganing later is just what we need.  We fill our thermos with tea or soup and spend glorious hours in sun soaked snow pits.  A winter tan, sun screen is a must, the slopes call us to linger at the top of a mountain, enjoying a view that’s quite a climb in the summer.  We glide effortlessly out to the middle of a lake, to take the photos that we rarely see in the summer.  It’s a joy, this winter of blowing, biting snow.  We love it this way, winter wonderland don’t go.  Not yet.

https://theculturetrip.com/north-america/canada/articles/the-most-romantic-honeymoon-destinations-in-canada/

Not yet, in this dead time of winters darkest nights, with dazzling bright stars to guide us at night.  Don’t pass yet, as we wander with snowshoes in hand, to take on a river, impossible at other times.  The snow, the ice, the cold all help us, to explore the great wild at a time when the animals are less dangerous.  They lay and watch us, but no one is mating, the call of a championship duel is no longer heard.  Silenced are the males, their courtship has ended and now quiet in winter with snow softly falling, we strap on our snowshoes to tackle the trail.  The endless white beauty, of the soft winter snow, the clear, chilly air, that makes it all possible.  At the best of times it’s nothing but play and we know that when the storms come, they send snow our way.

It’s joy to us, we sing the praises of this season.  Smiles, hot chocolate, winter gear and cold.  It’s just what we wanted.  Go up to the skihill for a day of fresh air.  The northern lights are streaming, they fill up the sky, with a wonder so stunning, it captures our eyes.  Brilliant displays of colors in heaven, so fascinating and captivating.   The stars shine brightly, the moon is full, put on your headlamps and go out for an evening skate.  The temperatures are mild, only -10 and the hour of exercise is relaxing and pleasant.  Surprisingly, we had company that night, families with children in sleighs and on skates.  The fire was burning, a warm place to rest.  It’s wintertime and it’s warm out, this is the best.

written by Dr. Louse Hayes

January 3, 2018

The Horse Drawn Sleigh

Hail brave hearts

From long ago, in our glorious past, a sled was born, to slide the winter blues away.  No more trudging through the snow, the sleigh gave birth to a new kind of day.  Winter wonderland once more, the land was conquered by man and animal.  Teams of horses, teams of dogs, led the way across the snow.  The brilliant, glittery, fluffy stuff is part of our fun filled days.  Oh for a ride on a horse, but instead an open sleigh.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sled

A team of powerful animals, groomed and trained in draft, quickly become our glorious present, from an inspiring past.  The sleigh will take you places that you always want to go.  Mostly over hill and dale and always through the snow.  This romantic lifestyle beacons to us, come to join the ride.  A wagon in the summer, in winter  a sleigh to rush and glide.  The winter is upon us, a favorite of seasons no doubt.  Along the windy, snowy path, the horses and the sled pull out.  The jingle of the bells, their harness is gleaming with polish.  We hear their music in the air and smile and run to the road.  A wave at the passing sleigh, filled with tourists delighting their day.  A pleasant reminder of days gone by, when horse and sleigh were the mode of transportation.   Now in the eve of wintertime, when the solstice quietly passes.  The winter is here already, get out and join the masses.

 

 

 written by Dr. Louise Hayes
December 22, 2017
A Man’s Best Friend

A Man’s Best Friend

Hail brave hearts.

Your company is here!  Fast and furry, friendly and happy, this is your very best friend.  Your dog is your companion for life.  Easy to care for, easy to please, all they want is a warm home, to be fed, and to be included in all of your life.  We have nurtured the companionship of dogs for a long, long time.

A trainable friend, a fiercely loyal companion, a lovable pet, your dog is a strongly supportive part of your life and your family.  Train him to do whatever he can, fetch a ball, play with sticks, swim in the lake, take a walk, guard the premises, guard you, pull your sleigh, be your business, own the  company, take him wherever you can.  This is not just a pet, this is a big part of the family.  This is the pet that can be your eyes, alert you to danger, pull you to safety.  This is the pet that can be trained to be a working dog, taking care of the disabled, protecting the property, protecting the people.  This is the pet that lives for you, you are all of his life and it can be a wonderfully fulfilling time of mutual companionship.  Take the dog for a walk, to play in the park, to stroll down the street, to meet your friends.  This is an important part of his day.  A little fresh air, some exercise, the walk will do  both of you some good.

Dogs are with us in history, helping us to build a nation.  Sled dogs carrying people and supplies, opening trade and transportation routes, bringing people together in a sparsely populated country, where no roads had gone before.  Great explorers like David Thompson, used the sled dog to carry him across the country,  adventuring and exploring along the way.

 

 

Train the dog to be a part of a team, pulling the sled, running for joy.  Most dogs welcome the activity of a good run and the dog team is a companion sport, dogs and humans in the cold winter time, speeding across the countryside together in a sleigh.  It’s an age old sport of Canadian history.  Run the dog team to an adventure, to exploration, to connect to one another.  It’s an unusual and clever idea, to hitch a dog to the sleigh, run him over to the neighbors farm, over hill and over dale, running through the snow.  The fast, light dogs enjoy this too.  They can run for hours through the snow.  Winter coats and hats, boots and pants, pull on your warm attire.  The season of winter fun is here.

This is a sport that you might want to try, just to experience the historical culture of the nation.  Imagine being the master of a dog team, sliding along in the wintry chill, sled piled high with trading goods, to sell at your next stop.  How far will it be today?  20 kilometers only, or maybe an all day stint, rushing through the forest, sliding across the lake, the trade routes are open, come out all of you, to experience the skills  that a life like this  would take.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

December 17, 2017

It’s Hockey Time

It’s Hockey Time

Hail Bravehearts

Now is the time, when you’re young and free, a time to learn a skill and a time to play.  This is the time of your life.  An adventure is here, it’s waiting for you, an all Canadian sport that is precious to us.  Play!  For the time of your life, play!  The great Canadian wild beacons to us, the ice is here, it’s strong enough, grab your skates, your hockey sticks, a proud sports hero might come of this.  Play!  The air is chilly the ice is thick, the ducks have flown and the quiet of winter is calling to us.  The world has changed in this frigid climate, the bears are denned, the dear retreat, the goose have flown and soon the snow will pile high.  Now is the time for ice skating on the lakes, hockey and fun, chilly with hot chocolate on a chilly fall day, refreshing and cool, we can play for hours in this quiet pre-Christmas time.

Each season has it specialties, but the month of November is so underrated.  The doldrums of grey, which is not yet winter, but cold and dreary.  The trees have dropped their leaves, the harvest is in, the pantry is full and the feast is over.   Snow is in the mountains now, with rain in the valley, but freezing overnight, to keep the ice solid.  It’s the early season start to a great Canadian winter.  Still warm enough for lighter coats, but chilly enough for snow.  It’s a time for baking and winter shopping, Christmas is coming and find a tree.  November is grey, but the ice is here,bringing it’s winter sports to us in an exciting and refreshing and spirited way.

On these chilly autumn days, when the ice is clear, you can see to the bottom of the lake, to view the lake foliage, sometime swimming fish, sand, rocks and weeds.  A new perspective  or a simple pleasure, ice skating is a superb pastime for sport and fun.  It’s early in life that we learn these skills, how to skate, pass a puck, hold a hockey stick,be a part of a team.  That’s it!  Be a part of a team!

Come out all of you, come out to play, the frost and the ice are calling you.  Bring your helmets and your skates, we need you for the team.  From the time that you were a little tot the ice has called your name.  The outdoor skating rink is one of winter’s finest feats of sporting pleasure.  To glide on the ice, to try tricks and spins, to enjoy the company of friends and family.  This cool dreary November has become a dazzling delight, of fresh fallen snow, ice and sport, hockey and friends.

We move with ease from one season to another, each with it’s great outdoor specialties and indoor charm.  We’re thrilled with the enthusiasm for the November chill, it only gets better from here.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

November 26, 2017

In The Forest

Hail Almighty Human

Scream, as the terror is with us.  Strike a match, ignite the fire, burn and burn and burn.  We watch in helpless  horror as the forest fire rages.  Pillars of smoke and flame that engulf the trees, lay waste to the land, destroy our hopes and kill our lives.  The shock, the death, the despair.  No more fire, we scream in fright, as one of the worst years for forest fires is now starting to pass.  It was everywhere.  The smell, the cold, the choking fumes, hundreds of kilometers away and still it affects us.  The sky is a fog, the mountains vanish, the sun is gone and the light is dim.  Properties gone, their fortunes fade, one deathly blunder and our lives are changed.  Sometimes forever, sometimes for years, the horror of fire leaves a wake filled with tears.

Fighting against it, fighting the odds, the perils of a task so immense to complete.  Save our homes, save our lives, save our destiny, try, try, try.  The screams of terror, as it all lays to waste, the burden to rebuild, to be strong in it’s face.  The plight of the people, as smoke fills the air, of all of life running, to save what it can.

As the autumn is coming,the fall colors are hear, hoping that snow will make everything clear.  The cold and the wet, the snowfall might do it, put out the fires that humans can’t manage to.  The constant struggle, the constant fear, this has been one of the worst fire records, of all years.

The forest succumbs, it takes lives with it, those too tired, too slow, too young, too old.  The toll of the fire is much more than property.  The loss of the forest, the loss of the land, the goodness and value that go hand in hand.  The life supporting forest, that we all need and love, is the doom of the wild, when it burns to dust.  Gone is the wild song, the singing, the praises, the love of joy, of living, that saves us.  When the world is quiet, there’s a sound no more, the sound of hearts beating to build and restore.  The sound of the quiet is a deafening tone, of mountains without life, where all is just stone.

http://naturecanada.ca/what-we-do/NatureVoice/endangered-species/know-our-species/?gclid=EAIaIQobChMIqvzSpuW81gIVAZF-Ch060wN5EAAYAiAAEgLx__D_BwE

The quiet, too quiet, it reminds us of something.  This is the great planet, full of life and living things.  They should be talking, we should be listening, to hear a slither, a crack, a croak, or a twitter.  Here in the quiet, there isn’t any talking, no one to hear them, they run from something.  Even without fire, smoke is in the air, it’s too much for many and the quiet is result.  A world without the great wild is a world without care.  No songs to sing, from birds out there.

The elk now call, they start to rut, another life cycle, in a forest, with luck.

Written by Dr. Louise Hayes

September 23, 2017

A Rose is a Rose

Hail Bravehearts

Ah, the goodness, the welcome delight, a fresh backyard garden to enjoy and delight.  Flowers with fragrance fill the air, with sweet summer scents, to draw you back there.  A rose is a dainty, admired for it’s beauty, but beneath that colorful coat, lies a secret kept neatly.  It’s worth in it’s petals fill the air, with  a scent so aromatic we gather it with care.  Brilliant on it’s stem, it holds it’s head brightly, filling it’s container with blossoms, so sprightly.  Gathering the petals, so soft to the touch, for a dainty delicacy, there’s not very much.

An added abundance to fill the larder, flowers are growing, but the work is much harder.  Smaller and precious, they fill their space, with fragrance, color, and beauty in their place.  Dainty and delightful, smelling so divine, I pluck the petals that grow on the vine.  The air in the house is sweet perfume, and extracting the essential oils clutters the room.

The recipes prove, there are plenty of us, gathering flowers, for their values is a must.  We eat the good ones, gathered with care, to try a dish of culinary rare.  Some salads, some biscuits, some chocolate too, a craving of harvesting a plant or two.  This sweet tart taste is the treat of the day, we sit and enjoy rose petal sorbet.

http://invitadoinviernoeng.blogspot.ca/2010/06/rose-petal-sorbet.html

The gathering of flowers, even the dead headed ones, is as fragrant and blissful as these moments become.  A headful of perfume, as the passing rose, still lingers its fragrance in my nose.  The smell lingers in the air, aromatherapy is here, I wake each morning to it’s presence so dear.  Lovely to look at, delightful to hold, there’s something special about the rose.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

August 18, 2017

Settlers in the West

Settlers in the West

Hail Bravehearts

Come out of your houses, come out to play, search for your destiny, fill it this way.  Joy for our lives, filled with our passions, educate yourself in many ways, don’t settle for small rations. Here in the mountains was a new way of life, carved from the environment, full of love  and strife.  Back in the day, when the nation was growing, came a homesteading family with a history, worth knowing.  Migrate to the mountains, fill up this land, settle this area, prosperity is at hand.  Work and strive, build your home, grow where the deer and the caribou roam.  Mighty are we,we own this land, wrought from the skills and tools of our hands.  Building a house and shed for our needs, makes us the Moberly’s and we are Metis.

Look at this beauty, this fabulous land, nature has given us her golden hand.  Flowers and scenery, game galore, all right outside our open front door.  A fabulous view, so much desired, we planned to pass this along to our descendants to admire.  In the heart of Jasper, a national park, lies the trail to our cabin, in a meadow that’s marked.  Come to our land, follow the trail, to a Canadian adventure in homesteading tale.  Brilliant flowers now nod their heads,where a family with children once softly tread.

Ancient are we, in a land we admire, full of perils and hardship and landscape that’s dire.  Mountains and crevices, rock falls and forest, fill our lives with the wild lands of birds chorus.  Settle these lands, farming, hunting and fishing, trading with explores is how we make our living. Earning our right to clear the land, is how we survived and thrived with our band.  A family are we, brothers and wives, making a living with strong family ties.

http://www.mountainmetis.com/pages/henry_john_moberly.html

The west was being opened with adventure and more as the trading posts flourished throughout our world.  Settle the nation, fill your hearts, with the bountiful prosperity that  trading starts.  A nation rich, with people so smart, that they discovered routes to join us together, not keep us apart.  From coast to coast a path was laid, and along the way, some homesteaders stayed.  Explore this world, discover this land, a nation is forming with peace at hand.

Markets and trade, influence our lives, building a homestead where families can thrive.  Open these routes, help find the path, the adventure is growing, it will stay and it lasts.  The west is fought for, it belongs to us, brilliant and daring, the exploration is a must.  Join the coasts, find a way, for this land to become a nation one day.

A place in history, is only a name, but cabins in the wilderness, is this families fame.  Interesting and ancient, when all went well, meeting travelers and explorers, is the story they tell.  Building connections, building ties, enter the landscape where this family once thrived.

Now a national park, intensely protected,whose worth to the world was UNESO`s projection. Visit us here in this world famous place, the mountains and wilderness of Canada`s grace.

Jasper National Park.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

July 13, 2017

The Strong and the Free

The Strong and the Free

Hail all you mighty ones,

From near and from far, you come to Canada, all of you,  from wherever you are.  Our light shines  brightly, you can hear our name, come to Canada, be counted in it’s fame.  Multicultural you, your bless us too.  It’s sharing and caring and nurturing too.  Welcome to Canada, we sing it’s fame.  Proudly we broadcast the tune of our name.

It’s lively, it’s mighty, we soar with the best.  From hillsides to mountains, we live with energy and zest.  The tides of the oceans the skills of the people, we are the great nation, of unity of peoples.  A daring adventure in human relations, the multicultural land of the Canadian nation.  Set aside your doubts, set aside your differences, enjoy the magnificence that this land indulges in.  Prosperity for all, no matter the region, we are so blessed with a different human relation.  From far and wide, we sing with praise, Oh Canada the nation where all of us work and  play.

With dedication and work, with pride we share, a country so fortunate, that all are welcome here.  The land of the strong,the home of the brave, oh Canada,  you help us , to salvage their ways.  Nations in flight, all fighting their wars, from far and wide, their bring their battle scars.  Over and over, they fill our rooms, with tales of sadness, loss and doom.  Struggle for freedom, try as you will, in the end it’s a frantic, run for it, still.  With a flag that is waving, we hear your plight, come to our country, there’s time and it’s right.

Bring us your skills, your culture, your heritage, your color, your religion, your strength and your marriages.  This is a land, where we are pleased to meet you.  Come to our Canada, join us, we greet you.

http://www.ctvnews.ca/5things/13-canadian-bucket-list-sights-for-the-nature-lover-1.2378214

All the worlds peoples, are our national heritage, join in our celebration, of joy, for this work.  A nation so strong, all nations we share, in a land of strong dreams, for a united world where we care.  Care for the diversity, care for the dreams, care for all colors of peoples it seems.  The world belongs here, high in the north, where the cold wind whips furiously and the snow piles on the porch.  Come from the equator, from 40 degrees, you’ll freeze in the melting pot of minus celcius degrees.

Our flag is raised high, it’s joy for this nation.  150 years of unity is the celebration.  Happy birthday to Canada, multicultural you, an awesome inspiration of nationalism too.  It’s time for a party, it’s time to make peace, it time to end war and to declare it to cease.  Join in the praises, join in the song, one day of celebration, to last the whole year long.  We are a young nation, carved from the great land.  A daring adventure for our forefathers back then.

Lucky are we, to be the children of great futuristic thinkers, who prepared for this nation.  Mighty and free, patriotic are we.  This is our county, we love it dearly.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

July 2, 2017

A Garden of Earthly Delight

A Garden of Earthly Delight

Hail Bravehearts

Joy to you and to your garden too.  The blessings of spring turn to summertime things, as the fruit sets on the vine.  Welcome to summer and to a harvest of plenty, as fruit and vegetables and flowers grow.   Smell the aroma, the scent of your haven, a garden is paradise on earth, if it’s  laden.  Bees and butterflies, birds of a feather, pollinate the flowers of trees and heather.  Your garden of earthly delight.  A recipe to try something new, a dandelion ripens its head, just for you.  The colorful, showy, large yellow flower, is filled with nectar for pollinators to swallow.  Lovely and fresh, it’s springtime bouquet, fills our pantry on many a day.  Weeds begone, they belong in the past, harvest this flower, they might not last.

http://www.theprairiehomestead.com/2014/04/dandelion-recipes.html

Now, in the garden, my roses bloom,  a new source of food, has just found room.  Flowers and scent, the aroma is perfume,  my cooking has escalated to aromatherapy blooms.  The delicious petals, the fragrance and color, I dine with delight at my new found wonder.  Taste the petals and taste the blooms, flowers are delicious and filled with perfume.  Soaps and lotions, smell their scent, we dine in splendor with what the earth sends.  Herbs which were weeds, fill our bowls, and flowery syrups delight our souls.  Needy and hungry we scrounge for more, as the delectable bites, need time to mature.

Another flower fills the garden quickly.  Lilac is a source of food for our pantry.  Brilliant and purple it’s showy head, casts spells of flavor upon our heads.  Heady and delightful, the flowers of the pantry, change our world from dowdy to fancy.  Look at us, look what we dine on!  The sumptuous garden of flowers to thrive on.  Gourmet for us all, as we ponder our dinner.  Calorie count?  We’re really not thinner.  Jams and syrups, wine and souffle, a delight from the garden, will always make our day. Recipes to share, summer is here, as we wait for the berries to ripen each year.  But this year is different, it has a new taste, as flowers and petals garnish our plates.  Fragrance and cordials, liqueurs and jams, petals and soaps and aromatic plans.  The earth with abundance spreads joy to us.  Gather and enjoy, the new harvest is a must.

The tender shoots of weeds to pull, become the salad, we all know.  Herbs and flowers with syrupy dressings, are a feast of plants which were pulled as a menace. Come and enjoy, the new harvest is here.  Brilliant and colorful, it speaks to our ears.  Listen to that sound, from great mother Earth.  Eat and be joyous, quench your thirst.  A tasty drink, a scone, a tart, will all  change our world right from the start.

Eat and be healthy, enjoy the new view, flowers for consumption has just made the news.  Carefully selected, a bright sight to behold, in comes the new, to replace the old.  Caution to the wind, eat your garden, but be cautious to indulge in only the good ones.  Don’t poison yourselves on inedible plants.  Eat only what’s good for you, not the bugs and the ants.  Eaten correctly and enjoyed wisely, the new bountiful garden will savor your meals.  Live wisely.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

June 27, 2017