And just like that it’s the last day of May. This is always one of my favourite times at the farm. The property is so green and everything is beautiful. A little shaggy as we still haven’t gotten into a regular mowing schedule, but I can see the possibilities.
The past month felt full. The garage and treehouse are two fun projects at home. I started a couple more new projects for work. We had Matt’s Dad’s birthday, Mother’s Day and Victoria Day. I also got my first dose of vaccine.
Most days are a juggle, but I am so grateful to be able to be here with Ellie. We work hard and have lots of fun.
Here are some of the things I wanted to share in this month’s round-up.
A mass grave of 215 children was discovered at a residential school in Kamloops. (See those photos above? Some of the children were Ellie’s age.) Treatment of Indigenous peoples is a shameful part of Canada. I hope that the current sentiments lead to some true reconciliation.
Our favourite library book this month
Battle against the gypsy moths continues. So far we’ve scraped egg masses, squished caterpillars by hand and wrapped the tree trunks with sticky tape. Here’s another trap I’m going to try.
Rose quartz and brass cabinet hardware. My Mom’s planning on painting her bathroom pink. How about switching the hardware too, Mom?
An amazing vegan spaghetti sauce (don’t scrimp on the fennel)
Home on 129 Acres 
I notice you didn’t say a shameful part of Canada’s history, like so many people are saying. It’s not only history, it’s ongoing! I hope the heartbreaking discovery in Kamloops is the tipping point to where people will finally believe and understand the terrible truths Indigenous people have been telling us for years and decades, and we will all work together to make the changes necessary for a more just future.
I have a picture of yet another way to fight the gypsy moths. I’ll try and share it in a follow up comment from my phone.
I think that’s a really important part of emphasize. Mistreatment and discrimination is continuing in many ways. These injustices are so deep-seated that reconciliation is very challenging. But completely necessary.
I can’t paste it, but maybe this will link to it?
I guess it’s not there, but it was basically a wide, thick band of lard slapped on around the tree trunk. The trunk up to the lard line was nothing but caterpillars, but they weren’t making it through the lard. It’s unorthodox, but hey – in a war sometimes it’s the unexpected approaches that find success.