Canadians have a Thanksgiving Holiday too! Only theirs is in October. That means we get to have 2 Thanksgiving dinners this year. We were invited by the Hamilton's, a lovely family that recently moved to Glace Bay. Sister Hamilton prepared a lovely dinner.
Young Josh is a fan, and had several plates - of turkey and potatoes. Veggies not so much. Josh is very "active", let's say, and the only glasses he can't break are sport glasses.
Young Gabriel is an Air Cadet, with plans to be come an astronaut. And with the dedication he shows to his studies and the Cadets, he's likely to make it. He had to show us his Cadet uniform.
And then I asked him to put it on for an official photo, which he was happy to do. He stood at attention for the photo. I think he'll be Commander Hamilton some day.
Fuel is expensive in Canada. For $200 Canadian, I get 87 liters of diesel, which won't even fill up the tank on the Touareg. And - the price is now $2.55 per liter. You do the math and convert it back to U$D per gallon.
Joe, one of our members in Sydney Branch has numerous health challenges. When Hurricane Fiona hit, his home was without power and got cold. That led to further complications, and he was transported to Cape Breton Regional Hospital, where we visited him. The good news is that he has bounced back, and will be returning home shortly. He flirts shamelessly with Sister Johnson.
Our senior missionary friends the Childs and Leamings have come from Greenwood NS and Charlottetown PEI to do the Cabot Trail. We were able to meet them for dinner the evening before they started their 2-day adventure. From all reports, the colors had brightened up even more than when we did the same loop the week before.
Elder Leaming is a retired coal miner, so we took him to the Miner's Museum. He knew all of the equipment and procedures, and could have been a tour guide through the Museum himself. I think the mining operations here in years past were a little more crude and dangerous than what he experienced.
During a stop at the SPCA thrift store to get Sister Johnson a pair of old jeans for a work project, she spotted a set of fine English Bone China, with yellow roses, gold rims, and its made in the same factory and in the same pattern as Queen Elizabeth has! So now I've got to figure out how to get it safely stashed in the Touareg for the drive home.
Our tree cutting adventures continue. This is a large birch that fell onto a fence. I cut the overhang off, and the pull of the root ball righted it to some degree. It is dangerous like this and had to come down.
No problem for Elder Johnson. Pretty soon it's on the ground and cut up for firewood. I sliced a ring off, and if it's allowed through the US border, I'll make a cute little table out of it.
The Echo 400 is a champ of a saw, even cutting down trees larger in diameter than its 18" blade. I'd like to take it home, but the Stake has offered to buy it from me with all the accessories for my cost, it's an offer I can't refuse. If I did take it home, we'd have to leave something else behind, cause there's no extra room in the Touareg. Probably Sister Johnson's Bone China? NO, SLAP, SLAP.
Sister Norma is about the most skilled crafter we have ever met. Here she shows Sister J the first "tatted" cover that was used in the Halifax Temple. Tatting is almost a lost craft these days, it involves tying thousands of little knots in a specific pattern. Norma estimates that there are 300,000 knots in this. It took her 9 months to complete it! She calls it her "baby", cause it took the same amount of time.
Remember Prince the baby alpaca from a few months ago? Well, he's grown pretty big in a few months. He has an extra-thick wool coat going into the winter season so he'll be warm. "Baby alpaca" wool from the first shearing is considered extra-fine and valuable when he is sheared next spring. He's very friendly and loves the fresh grass that Sister Johnson offers.
Isn't this cuteness? Wish we could stash him in the car and bring him home with us.
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