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Life: Cabin Fever Watch

[caption id="attachment_1435" align="aligncenter" width="584"] A Genuine Pile of Snow    ©2013  Photo by author[/caption] ©2014 by Raymond Alexander Kukkee  

  Cabin Fever Watch

It seems spring hasn't hatched quite yet.  It wasn’t bad out there today, just inexplicably dull. Weather on the way in, and all that.  Is that new?   Well, okay, mea culpa, I’ve been off wandering about, trying hard to ignore the weather,   pretending my fuzzy Canadian toque is elsewhere,  putzing along, waiting for spring and glaring at the yard and garden that remains covered with  over 3’ of snow.  It, the thick ‘whitescape’ out there,  somehow, for reasons unknown,  has totally failed to live up to the lovely green and warm images promised in the half-dozen seed catalogues received back in January. Go figure. Think about it, that strange polar vortex doesn’t count, who invented that anyway? Spring fever hit extra hard this year, a few inches at a time, here  there, every few days, flurries yesterday and again today—and  being Canadian,  it was a delightful -20C only a day or so ago first thing in the morning,  in spite of what you may have heard to the contrary,  such occurrences  affect us only marginally.  Yep. Wanna' buy a bridge? Ocean-front swamp? Serious weather events may come to mind,  but I’d be the first to report any extraordinary or overly-exciting  details, you understand, after tolerating and suffering enjoying the coldest and worst Canadian winter in 30 years.  It’s curious how one begins imagining -35C  is weather  “getting milder “…but compared to -45C,  it all becomes relative,  a distraction,  a game, so —yes, we better give the old pompom on the Canuck touque  an exhilarating shake and shed a few icicles from the beard,  you get the idea.  

Spring fever, also known as ‘cabin fever

"Get me out of here, I wanna go somewhere warm”   kicks in quite naturally as an eye-opener after six months of winter —even for the toughest  hibernating bear or  frozen Canadian.  Sometimes it’s hard to tell the difference between the two, with  toque, big beard,  furry parka, scarf,  guaranteed  -72F  boots, woolen mitts up to the armpits,  —but  yes, something or someone is quite happily  offering you a turn on the snow shovel and the key to the big tractor snowblower sitting out there in the blizzard. Cabin fever is  a catch-all excuse we Canadians invented to justify getting out there and  building snowmen,  ice-fishing, curling,  skiing, playing hockey, diddling about on snow machines,  hauling in firewood, and procrastinating.  Perhaps even for just staying  in the warmth of a crackling fireplace to enjoy another hot toddy.  That is unless the hapless old abode is buried in snow to the rooftops, that is, then minor Canadian cursing whining cheering is allowable, even required to relieve the old trusses.  Four-letter blue-air adjectives  enhance the Northern Lights romantically dance across the sky as we shovel off more of the white stuff,  waiting for July. Escape from ice-bound paradise is possible, it happens, but only the rich, sunburned and winter-blessed types capable of flying off on vacation to sunny-elsewhere bother to go somewhere warmer than Canada.  Cuba, Mexico, Venezuela.  If the flight's not cancelled due to snowstorms and ice, that is a given. We get it. As usual, we get it.  Cabin fever. We're here for the duration. Put on the toque, let’s go shovel.   We can do it, we’re Canadian. Wait, wait…it’s snowing again…wet, sticky snow.  Well, sooner or later,  the sun’s coming out. We're sure  It'll melt instead. Cabin fever?  There’s always relief. Just outside the  door.   Is that Incoming I hear? +
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Think Squirrels and Nuts

© by Raymond Alexander Kukkee [caption id="attachment_1466" align="aligncenter" width="584"]Squirrels stick out their tongues at Bad Weather Even Squirrels stick out their tongues at Unnecessarily Bad  Weather[/caption] Today, May 6th --it is finally warming up. Sun's out!  Imagine that! It's been a long, cold spring here in Northwestern Ontario. A major snowstorm on April 12th, and more snow, repeatedly, after that. Unusual to say the least.  Enough already?    Even the wildlife has been complaining about it, only showing their bird-seedy-sunflower-loving beaks and tender noses on even  the best of the worst days. Cabin fever.  A distraction may help. Think squirrels and nuts. Squirrels and nuts. Chant now, 'ohmmmmmmm....ohmmmmm' , got it? Wildlife is smarter than we are; they bunk in for the duration, while we humans look about with wary eye, frowning and thinking and finally admitting this weather is just plain miserable, unusual, bitter, unnecessarily cold, crappy and un-Canadian.  Bite 'yer lip and get used to it, Jack,  think squirrels and nuts instead. Hm..thinking about it,  according to the photo, even squirrels stick out their tongues at unnecessarily bad weather. [caption id="attachment_1467" align="aligncenter" width="584"]Winter Hood Ornament Hood Ornament Waiting for Spring[/caption]     Do squirrels, chipmunks and birds know something about weather we don't? They are incredibly clever, after all. For example in early autumn they snitch all of the nuts from the trees very neatly--and usually just a day or two before we decide the nuts are ripe enough, full kernel,  delicious and well worth  picking.  We rarely stand a chance. That would be with both wild hazelnuts and acorns.  We make excuses.  Squirrels and nuts go together, after all, should we complain about that? Maybe we should just pay more attention to their skill sets,  think squirrels and nuts.   "We are immensely clever, after all..." [caption id="attachment_1470" align="aligncenter" width="584"]We are immensely clever, after all... We are immensely clever, after all...[/caption]   "And we know how to help ourselves We even climb down wires into the bird feeder.  How about that? We like the chopped apples and bread bits and oh, don't forget those delicious sunflower seeds too....hm....." [caption id="attachment_1471" align="aligncenter" width="584"]Down the wires and into the Bird Feeder is easy... Down the wires and into the Bird Feeder is easy...[/caption]   "And we're just waiting for  maple sap to start running in this young sugar maple tree, kids, over here, over here!...." (Check this out.....maybe there's something to this after all,  the squirrels are way ahead of us...again... think squirrels and nuts, and maple syrup....) [caption id="attachment_1472" align="alignleft" width="584"]Inspecting the young sugar maple trees for sweet sap Red Squirrels inspecting young sugar maple trees for sweet sap[/caption]     "Are we smart or not?" Hmffjmm..hm.. it seems so.  Maybe there's a genuine lesson here for all of us human types...think squirrels and nuts...squirrels and nuts.. think about it...and the sun is shining too.... ommmm....ommmmm....ommmmmm... Coffee, that ought to do it...   #   Is that Incoming I hear?   Photo credits: All photos  ©2013  wlk photography    
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