I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but it’s rained a lot over here on the west coast as of late. We got over 300 mm of rain in 36 hours last week, and another rain warning came in yesterday. 300 mm of rain is enough to make a big mess. Our neighbours’ driveway washed out, a bunch of trees came down because the ground was just too saturated with water, and the town of Courtenay declared a state of emergency. Thank goodness we had just had the big maple that kept dropping branches on our driveway taken down, because I wonder whether it would have fallen (on our house) in the storm. I kept waiting for school to be cancelled, but it wasn’t. Anyways, after all of that rain, a day of sunshine seemed like an incredible miracle. That was today. It was sunny. It was miraculous. We went for a walk. In the sunshine. With our friends. Being on vacation is awesome.
Things that aren’t awesome are dick roosters who attack people who are here visiting, and then attack me on the bottom of my foot so I step on them and then feel trapped with this angry rooster under my foot until Jeremy comes to save me. I don’t know who won that fight. I think most spectators would say that the rooster won, even though I was the one stepping on him. When we’re eating him for dinner, maybe then I’ll have won.
Another thing that isn’t awesome is a hawk eating our chickens. After the dick rooster incident we found a pile of feathers. Then we found a half-eaten chicken. Damn.
Other things that are awesome include everything. Jeremy let me get the Christmas tree I wanted this year, and it’s so tall that, after we cut a foot off the bottom, it extends into our skylight. It’s amazing. Plus, I have an amazing job, an amazing partner, an amazing dog (she did NOT eat this chicken. This isn’t one of those “we think it’s a hawk but really it’s our dog” chicken deaths), an amazing family, amazing friends, and am just pretty darn lucky all the time.