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Post-Election Blues

The scribe told me about how the local newspaper was complaining that the local candidates were more interested in expounding upon party platforms than in addressing local issues. Homelessness was the issue that seemed to be of most concern, and rightly so. Often in the morning the Scribe and I greet people who are warming themselves in the sun on the neighbour’s back step after a cold night spent between the trash bin and the next-neighbour-down’s wall.

The election was yesterday and, the media are reporting, nothing has changed; Trudeau is back in with a minority that looks the same as his last. But this morning, we were met with a very different twist on our problem, for which, I think, the City found a rather odd solution. A hungry bear (we had a serious drought this year, limiting bear food supply in the wild) who had drifted into town in search of a handout decided to try the generosity of the Greek restaurant down at the end of the lane. They told it politely that they had no blueberries available, but the bear wouldn’t take no for an answer. The police were called in to deal with the matter, or so we’ve been told. The bear was tranquilized, but the drug takes time to take effect, and the bear, confused and with a pain in the backside in addition to its belly now, decided to move along.

Problem solved?

Well, not exactly. As it got sleepier, it began looking for a safe place. It trundled down the lane to the Greek restaurant next door, where it found a gap between their wall and ours. It is a frequent refuge for the local homeless, and the bear must have sensed it would be safe there. Or maybe it just got there and crashed.

Our new neighbour…

 

Tina, the restauranteur from next door came in to warn the Scribe not to let me out for a while. As you all know, I am bred to protect against bears, and I would definitely be eager to exercise my genetically programmed responsibility. I’m pretty sure I would just bark at it, though, at this stage in my career. I turned twelve late last month, and I have really slowed down. Semi-retired. I still do my patrols. But I do them at a dogged walk these days. I bark a lot along the way, just to let everyone I’m coming to get them. They flee in terror long before I catch up with the sound waves. One must adapt to whatever life throws at one, right?

Back to the bear. It’s kind of boring, anyway. It’s just lying there. Its rear paws are pressed against the restaurant’s kitchen window, its nose against the wall just under our bookshop window. Elizabeth just hopes it gets up before the snow falls and it is forced to make its winter den there!

When Tina asked if the bear would be moved while it was sleeping, the official told her it would probably wander off when it woke up. That would be about lunch time? We’re not sure, but I think it’s a good thing the restaurant has metal bars over its window! Oh, the temptation of that grilled chicken souvlaki! The smell of it coming through the kitchen exhaust might make that poor bear believe that it has died and arrived in ursine heaven, in the very bowl of Ursa Major!

Sweet dreams, Black Bear. We hope you find your way back to the woods when you come to again.

Is it time yet?

 

Nope.

Downton Kenora 7: Previously…, Updates & More

Last episode, I showed you Bonnie’s second Antique Room and how she was fixing it up. Well, boxes and boxes and boxes have been arriving at her barn, all of them full of new things to fill both her rooms up before the tourist season arrives. Every time she comes to work, she’s bringing in some more wares to add to her inventory list and to price and put on the shelves.

She's got ole looking new stuff...

She’s got old-looking new stuff…

And remember I told you how Bonnie and Elizabeth disappeared for a couple of days? They went off to Winnipeg to an auction, among other things. Sadly, they were outbid on many of the things they had hoped to bring back. But they didn’t come back empty handed. Oh, no! Bonnie got several items. This is the only lot she’s brought to the shop yet.

Bonnie doesn't usually buy china. But something about this Nippon ware caught her attention.

Bonnie doesn’t usually buy china. But something about this Nippon ware caught her attention.

Oh! The scribe just tells me that there was an Elephant with this lot that Bonnie wanted. Sometimes you must get things you aren’t really excited about in order to get the item you really want. She wants to enjoy the Elephant and some of the other wins for a little bit before she sells them, Elizabeth says.

I don’t even know what an Elehpant looks like. I have heard, however, that they are huge and that they have a deep-seated fear of an animal that is just itsy bitsy compared to them. So, Bonnie went to work to make her home more hospitable, more Elephant-friendly. And now we have a different sort of visitor at the bookshop.

I hope it doesn't get into my cookie bag.

I hope it doesn’t get into my cookie bag.

Another update… The village on the ice has disappeared. We’ve had some very warm weather, and the ice is disappearing, too. So all the fishing nomads have packed up their huts and … well, I don’t know what they are doing now. Before they left, though, Bonnie must have paid them a visit, ’cause look what we found sitting on the shelf in the new room:

I can't quite reach it. Maybe if they bring the ladder back into the room I can nip in and get a free fish dinner.

I can’t quite reach it. Maybe if they bring the ladder back into the room I can nip in and get a free fish dinner.

On Saturday on our way home, we got behind a growly beast that was driving very slowly, indicating a turn then not turning and generally snarling up traffic (well, two of us were following anyway) until it finally turned onto our Big Gravel Path. Elizabeth thought that the driver might be lost, so she stopped to see if she could help. The two-legger driving said that they were searchers. The police have suspended their search, but others in the community are carrying on because there is still no sign of Delaine Copenace. They didn’t come down Little Gravel Path, so we aren’t sure just how they were searching. Not door to door, anyhow. I hope they find her. Her family is worried sick.

This is turning out to be a long episode, so I’m going to close it with a few photos from today’s room on the tour, Bonnie’s first Antiques Room. If you see something you like, please drop in and pay us a visit. Maybe I’ll let you take it home with you! BOL

What you see from the doorway.

What you see from the doorway.

 

A nice East Lake Washstand and another wall.

A nice East Lake Washstand and another wall.

But don’t just stand in the doorway. If you don’t come in and turn around, you’ll miss out on a whole lot of other eye candy! Every room is like that.

Bonnie has all kinds of interesting little odds and ends stashed in her rooms. Two-leggers really enjoy exploring them.

Bonnie has all kinds of interesting little odds and ends stashed in her rooms. Two-leggers really enjoy exploring them.

I think Bonnie’s rooms will always be under construction. She’s in them changing them every day she’s working. So, if you drop in and don’t recognise them from our photos, well, don’t panic. We’ll help you get re-oriented. ~:o)=

Downton Kenora 6: Looking In & Reno Update

I told you we’d show you The Windows when Bonnie came back with the ‘wee man’. Sadly, Bonnie didn’t find a ‘wee man’. We’ve since been told they are very hard to find. That’s what makes Leprechauns so special. The are very rare. Anyway, Bonnie bought two fake ones that don’t fool anyone but look nice in the display. So, I made Elizabeth stand out in the rain on Tuesday and take a photo of The Windows for you. She wanted to wait until she’d had a chance to buy something called a polariser for her camera lens. I wouldn’t let her. A promise is a promise and I promised. So here you are:

Bonnie has fixed her window up for Easter. They won't let me play with the furry bunnies. They aren't real, but they look more real than the 'wee men'.

Bonnie has fixed her window up for Easter. They won’t let me play with the furry bunnies. They aren’t real, but they look more real than the ‘wee men’.

 

Elizabeth's Window

You see what I mean about ‘wee men’ being hard to find? There are two Leprechauns in there.

So now The Windows are done.

That doesn’t mean we take a break, though! Oh, no. Look at Bonnie. She’s found a new way to eat chocolate:

She's all excited about setting up her new room in time for the summer season, when all the tourists arrive.

She’s all excited about setting up her new room in time for the summer season, when all the tourists arrive.

Bonnie’s new room – we haven’t named it yet – used to be our Writers’ and Reference Room. It used to look like this:

This was the only BEFORE picture Elizabeth could find.

This was the only BEFORE picture Elizabeth could find.

Now, that same area of the Room looks like this:

The rooms look so much bigger and more alive in the lighter colour.

The rooms look so much bigger and more alive in the lighter colour.

Bonnie hasn’t finished filling it up yet; she’s still adding features and product. I’ll get Elizabeth to show you more of the new room when it’s complete.

We are going to work on the Darlington Room (for hand-crafted goods) later this week, I think. Bonnie will bring her chocolate eater in there first, then Elizabeth will implement some of her ideas. I hope they’re good ones this time…

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