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    Eliguk Journal – October 19, 2019.

    My eyes popped open, when the cabin shifted from the strong South wind. It was pitch black 1am, and we had an all-nighter wind event on it's way. I don't sleep well in the wind storms. Giant Spruce are bowing overhead, and the last of our roofing paper in place just lifted it's corner, giving up a few nails. Just lying there in the dark, you can picture what's happening. The sound of each nail being released and rolling off the roof. Each gust is accompanied by the trickling sound of granules coming unglued from the shingle material sweeping across the roof - like someone's dumping handfuls of pebbles out…

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    Eliguk Journal – October 16, 2019.

    Trail cam footage time! We’ve been so busy since August that we hadn’t checked our footage in quite a while. How wonderful to see a male and a female just hanging out together before rut season. This was footage from the end of August. I’m glad these two have likely gone high up into the mountains by now and far away from the hunters lurking around. Now what do you suppose could follow great trail cam footage like that? How about one of my hens?? The very next day that the moose had visited, this was the following photo. We couldn't stop laughing when we saw it! Do you know…

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    Eliguk Journal – October 14, 2019.

    The glow and the warmth hit my face as soon as I walked down the stairs of the cabin, and made my way up to the greenhouse. It was -2C (28.4F) overnight. Yesterdays muddy ground was semi-frozen underfoot, as the earth gave in a little, each step up the hill. I smiled knowing I wouldn't have to clean mud off the white paws of the dogs, that would want back into the warm cabin to snuggle with Dad. The chickens heard my usual approach, and a few let out warning growl-like clucks. Their little danger call to warn the others that something was coming...or that their door was soon to…

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    Eliguk Journal – October 12, 2019.

    I’m a humble person, really. I’m actually much greater than I think I am! Lol. I know I’ve learned, accomplished and mastered many things – but I sure don’t give myself any credit for it. I still think of all the things I can’t do, and want to do. They aren’t frivolous things, just things that will take time and patience – like learning how to play the guitar and piano. Some day I will be relaxed and focused enough. Trying to prioritize what I want to do with all my time. Of course daily chores are always at the top. But Winter is coming and with that season comes…

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    Eliguk Journal – October 10, 2019.

    I was just putting the 5 chicken thighs into the oven for dinner, when I heard the distinct sound of a quad rumbling down from the top of the hill. I shot a look over at Mountain Man who was concentrating on the sound as well. Then the dogs started barking and it was a scramble to let them out. For a place out in the middle of no where, we sure have had plenty of traffic and visitors coming to the woods. Dan Schiller pulled up to the cabin. He's the son of the (now deceased) owners we bought the resort from. We weren't expecting him until Wednesday and…

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    Eliguk Journal – October 7, 2019.

    I listened to the rain periodically through the night, followed by a new drip/splat sounding leak hitting the floor. It had been such a long working but social weekend I just didn’t want to get out from my warm blankets. I snuggled deeper into my comforter, pulling it to the top of my ears and rolled over. Murphy tapped his nails on the floor, signalling it had to be close to his usual 7:30am get-out-of-bed-and-open-the-door-so-I-can-pee dance. So I forced myself out of bed to let the dogs out. I fumbled around in the dark cabin. There wasn’t much light coming in through the windows, the sky was dark grey with…

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    Eliguk Journal – October 3, 2019.

    The rain came down day and night for 2 solid days. The footpaths and trails have turned into little rivers, flowing with feathers and yellow Aspen leaves floating down and collecting around the waterfront. I'm forever doing a head count to see which chicken is missing or got attacked, but it's molting season. Time for extra rations and protein as the girls blow out their old coats and trade them in for some fabulous new warm & shiny feathers. Since feathers consist of 85% protein, feather production places great demands on a chickens energy and nutrient stores. Some hobby chicken farmers make things like 'Molt Muffins', (Extra protein should only…

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    Eliguk Journal – October 1, 2019.

    There he sat in his recliner with a pillow under his casted leg. Elevating it to try and ease the throbbing pain, while he held onto his good leg wincing, as the muscle's were spasming. Spending the last few days vertical and using his crutches too much has strained both legs to the point he's almost unable to walk with crutches, at all! Time to stay put. Luke was by Mountain Man's side the entire time he spent here. A total of 4 days. I stuffed as much food as I could into them while they worked outside all day. Hoses drained and rolled up, gear put away in storage,…

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    Eliguk Journal – Sept 29, 2019.

    They wound their way through the tight trail, trees scraping fender wells while their heads and bodies jerked from side to side. Mountain Man held onto the dash to brace himself, while Luke navigated the trail. It was a learning experience for both of them. Luke would learn the benefits of low geared transmissions and locking differentials, while hauling a large loaded trailer. MM would learn that he simply cannot do everything, and has to submit to letting someone else take over control once in a while. Once at the end of the lake, it took some time to switch vehicles and trailers and get loaded in the truck. But…

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    Eliguk Journal – September 27, 2019.

    It's how I needed to start a new day. The weight of all the uncertainties was getting to be a load I didn't know if I could continue to carry. On my dock, steaming cup of coffee in hand - watching the sunrise with the dogs. There I stood in awe of Mother Nature, she always finds a way to heal all. The frost slowly melted on the wood boards beneath my feet, as the sun glowed...penetrating its rays into the cold skin on my face. I took deep breaths and concentrated on absorbing the energy around me. The mist from the water danced by, I closed my eyes and…

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