We found out that the gunshots we heard two months ago were in fact our neighbor shooting at a magpie. Ah, country life.

I can't get used to the water here. This is the pot we use to boil water in for dish washing (we use bottled water for cooking and drinking). The pot was originally black inside before the local well water did it's damage. The same white crap can be found in my hair brush, ewwww....

We attended The Cherry Festival in Bruno last weekend. Tyler entered the cherry pit spitting contest. His pit spitting efforts were pitiful. Regardless, we had a darn good time.

We found this note on our door when we got home late last night. I found the handwriting a little difficult to decipher, it reads: "Don't use ANY water Lines are Treated with Sodium Hypochlorite(?)".

Tyler was driving home from a late shift at work last week (it was about 1:30am) when he almost ran over a mysterious animal on the road. He described it as a long-haired ape/dog which moved like a sloth. He swerved to avoid it, freaked him right out! When he asked his co-workers about it the next day the consensus was he saw a wolverine. Apparently one has been spotted out here but sightings are quite rare so he now considers himself lucky to have seen it.

Mr.Sub remembered Tyler's birthday, ain't that sweet?

The septic pump isn't working AGAIN. I haven't the words to describe my disappointment.

When we moved here there were two things that stood in the way of us staying: finding work and finding a place to live. Pretty essential stuff and it has not come easily. I am currently on Employment Insurance and received a nasty call from a government employee three weeks after we got here. We were dealing with the horror that is our septic pump and hadn't determined if we could actually stay, and if we did stay where we would live and thus where we would look for work. The fellow who called me was not impressed and made me feel like we had made a mistake moving here. We decided to look for work in and around Humboldt and hope that we could also find a home in the same area. We both have B.F.A. degrees, which are worthless as far as gainful employment is concerned (a situation that wasn't much better in Vancouver). We also only have one vehicle and Tyler is the only one who knows how to drive. This means we must find work with similar hours in the same location. Not easy. We first tried a beekeepers, which was not nearly as romantic as it sounds. Next we both applied to a company that manufactures highway trailers. It took us almost an hour to drive to the factory location. We were pretty much out of gas when we arrived and there wasn't a gas station in sight. We were both taken on separate tours. The factory was huge and noisy and one of the first things I noticed was a sign that read "28 days since the last accident". I was told I would be working in the metal fabrication department. Upon inspection all I saw were burly men stationed at huge frightening machines that would "take your finger right off". After the tour I had to complete a test and do an interview. During the interview I was told that they were concerned that the heavy lifting involved in metal fabrication might be too challenging for me and that the paint department might be better, "you aren't sensitive to toxins are you?" Hell no, I love toxins! Tyler went through the same routine as I did in a separate room. He was told he would be placed in the finishing department, which included tasks like putting on decals and mud flaps. It appeared to be the most laid back department in the factory. I was jealous. I left determined to find another solution (oh, and we made it to a gas station two towns away). And that solution was...self employment! Yeah, that's it! Tyler and I had noticed a storefront for sale on Main Street in Bruno. We had a look inside, the building includes living quarters behind the store, all of it on the market for $6500. We're currently looking into buying it and I have been accepted into a Self Employment Program through Employment Insurance. This was NOT what we were expecting...we wanted to live in the country. However Bruno is a pleasant little town and if all goes well we can move to the country later on. What business am I going to employ myself in? Stay tuned. Tyler accepted the factory job and he actually doesn't mind it, except he has to get up at 4am in order to get there on time (they also offered him a job in the paint dept. for a higher wage but he turned it down, the finishing dept. is definitely a better place to work in). So that's that. The photo above is of one of the trailers Tyler helps to build.

It's canola time.

Last weekend Tyler and I chaperoned a group of students from Beijing on a trip to Saskatoon. They are all staying in Bruno at the Prairie Ursuline Centre for two weeks and range in age from 14-18. They were amazed at all the space and rolling fields of canola. The boys were disappointed that there weren't more girls living in Bruno, especially blonde-haired blue-eyed ones. We went to Wanuskewin Heritage Park where some of them enjoyed a lesson in traditional first nations hoop dancing.

Raining Inside

It's sad when it rains inside.

A little bird has built a nest in a hole on the outside of the house (looks like it was meant for a power meter). When we make noise in that part of the house the mother jumps onto a nearby branch in front of the window and starts chirping away defending her babies.

More photos of Dana.

Bruno is the home of Percy Schmeiser, the farmer who took on the monster that is Monsanto.

There was a parade through Humboldt on June 30th. Humboldt has a population of about 5500 people. Bruno is much smaller (maybe 600 people)and Dana smaller still. Humboldt is where we often go to buy groceries and to use the wireless internet connection at Mr. Sub (where I am sitting right now).

There is a family of owls living next to the Prairie Ursuline Centre in Bruno.

new day, new flowers