Spring in Flatrock

As you can see, it doesn't mean warm breezes, sunshine or flowers. It means fog, freezing rain and cold wind. Slob ice (small pieces of ice) had packed into Torbay and Flatrock on Thursday and while the wind drove them back out to sea by Friday, there was still enough there to chill he air and drape everything in low fog for the morning.

I went out intending to take some photos but this was about as far as I got photography wise as the batteries died. So I made friends with Tim Horton's and spent some time people watching and contemplating my next drawing.

I seem to spend a lot of time alone these days. Most of the time I don't mind my own company, but there are times when another soul to compare notes with or share coffee would be nice.


Friday afternoon brought several new visitors. This pair of wild ducks paddling in the open ditch by the side of the lane to the house were soon scared off by a mink that had be prowling the barn for the last week. Traps were set but it was a youngish mink and seemed to fill up on mice, not the bait in the traps. The mink was eying up the ducks from its vantage point on a rock. It was tracked and shot and the ducks returned to the water and even allowed some fairly close photos to be taken. There have been far too many mink around this year with 25 trapped or shot in the immediate area this year alone and far too many chickens and ducks killed by them.