I'm not unhappy about that.Well, the U.S ordered the border between U.S and Canada to be closed until August 21st.
I'm on the wrong side of the building to see the Moon at this time of year. The Sun has been freakishly red at sunrise, though, and if I still lived on the west side of the building, it would be red as well.I don’t know how it was for others around the country, but where I am the moon was a real dark red Monday night, so much so that if it had been full, I would have been checking to see if there was a lunar eclipse I somehow missed hearing about. It was quite an interesting sight, but it turns out it was apparently caused by all the fires out west.![]()
I have a button that explains that. It says, "It doesn't HAVE to make sense. It's government policy."The weird thing about the border closure during the pandemic was that it wasn’t entirely reciprocal. We barred Americans from entering the country for non-essential purposes. They barred us from entering the country at land crossings. So if you tried to drive to the States, you couldn’t get in, but if you flew, then no problem, assuming you met whatever health screening requirements were in place. I never really understood why one was OK, but the other was not.
We've got some fires, but BC has it worse. Lytton basically burned to the ground, and there are a lot of places on evacuation alert.Yeah, I'd heard about the wildfires out in Northwestern Ontario, and those out of Alberta too, with the winds blowing them all the way. It was bad several nights ago because I had watery eyes and had trouble focusing them which happens at times due to allergies.
In all the years that my family spent at our cabins on Okanagan and Shuswap Lakes, or when we were driving around the province going to places like Barkerville, Fort Steele, down south to Wenatchee, Washington for some cross-border shopping, or out to the Island, we never encountered forest fire issues, not even when we drove through the area where Lytton was.
Avalanches? Yeah. Floods? Check. The cottagers actually had to get together and rebuild part of the road, the year Six Mile Creek and Okanagan Lake flooded. I've got pictures of my grandfather's motorboat tied to the porch railing of our cabin, since the pier was underwater. If memory serves, this was back around 1970 or so. I'd have to check the photo album to be sure. There's a photo of me sitting on said porch railing with a fishing rod. I didn't catch anything, but it was a novelty that I could practice casting without leaving the porch.
As for why we'd stay out there in those conditions... we had no electricity or indoor plumbing anyway, so it didn't make much difference. And if things did get problematic we could always go stay at my great-aunt and uncle's place in Vernon, or find a campground to stay at (it is possible for two adults, a kid, and a dog to live for a few days in an Econoline, though it's very crowded).