Monthly Archives: August 2014

White Tailed Deer Keep Delicate Their Counsels Wild

white tailed deer lake of the sand hillsWe saw so many deer! On our recent golfing holiday at Lake of the Sandhills at Buffalo Point we saw an abundance of  white-tailed deer on the course.white tailed deerI suspect at times my golfing companions thought it was time for me to put down my camera and concentrate on my golf game. But the deer were so fascinating and beautiful . white tailed deerI was surprised we saw so many deer since I had read that our bitterly cold winter in Manitoba had been tough on the deer killing 30%-40% more of the population than during a normal winter. 

white tailed deerAdult white tails have reddish coats in summer. 

white tailed deer eatingWhite tailed deer are herbivores eating leaves, twigs, fruits, nuts, grass and even lichen and other fungi. white tailed deer We were lucky to see so many deer since apparently they are primarily nocturnal. They graze at dawn or dusk and only occasionally venture out in daylight hours. deer white tailed lake of the sand hills

Deer  by John Drinkwater

The fallow deer keep
Delicate and far their counsels wild,
Never to be folded reconciled
To the spoiling hand as the poor flocks are;
Lightfoot, and swift, and unfamiliar,
These you may not hinder, unconfined
Beautiful flocks of the mind.

white tailed deerOther posts about animals on golf courses…….
Guess What I Saw On  A Golf Course In Mexico

Maybe an Iguana Ate My Golf Ball

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Golfing at an Old Hudson’s Bay Outpost

golfing sand hillWe’ve been golfing the last two days at Lake of the Sand Hills Golf Course at Buffalo Point on Lake of the Woods with our friends Rudy and Sue. lake of the sand hills golf courseThe scenery on many of holes is spectacular.lake of the sand hills golf courseI was interested to learn that the golf course is located on the site of an old Hudson’s Bay trading outpostsand hill golf course where the local Ojibwa traded their furs for guns, traps, cloth and beads. david thompson map buffalo point

David Thompson the famous Canadian explorer and mapmaker charted the area on a map in 1825. Par-pe-qua-wungar-Sakahagan, the Ojibwa name for the south basin of the present Lake of the Woods is clearly marked on the map. The translation of the Ojibwa designation is Lake of the Sand Hills explaining why the golf course bears that name.  The name comes from the fact that there were extensive deposits of sand around the lake.lake of the sand hills golf courseInside the Lake of the Sand Hills club house where we had a nice lunch ojibway people

the history of the First Nations people who lived in the area is catalogued in series of photostiles lake of sand hills clubhouseand even the tiles on the walls tell the natural history of the area. lake of the sand hills golf course

Lake of the Woods and the birch and pine forest provide a stunning backdrop for the course.

moose lake cabinWe golfed on Thursday and spent the night at my brother and sister-in-law’s cottage at nearby Moose Lake where we had a steak barbecue and taught our friends how to play the card game euchre. lake of the sand hills golf courseOur Friday round of golf was near perfect.  No wind, no mosquitoes, no rain,  temperature not too cold and not too hot, and we had the course to ourselves. We did not encounter any other golfers our whole round. lake of the sand hillGolfing at the site of a former Hudsons Bay trading outpost was a great experience. I look forward to golfing there again. lake of the sand hills golf course

Other posts about our friends Rudy and Sue…..

Wine Canyon

Super Bowl Weekend

A Sound Track For Daily Living

 

 

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Musicians Photographed World Wide

Naxi singers Yunnan province China

Naxi singers Yunnan province China

Guitarist and singer Fiji

Guitarist and singer Fiji

Accordian player on the train in Madrid

Accordian player on the train in Madrid

Cellist on the street in Kiev Ukraine

Cellist on the street in Kiev Ukraine

Didgeridoo Player Sydney Australia

Didgeridoo player Sydney Australia

New Years Eve Party Folk Band - Prague - Czech Republic

New Years Eve Party Folk Band – Prague – Czech Republic

Street Musicians New York City

Street Musicians New York City

Accordian player Tiberius Israel

Accordian player Tiberius Israel

My husband and his friend Tad singing karaoke in Hong Kong

My husband and his friend Tad singing karaoke in Hong Kong

Men's Choir Lviv Ukraine

Men’s Choir Lviv Ukraine

Other posts about music…….

Saengerfest

Walking Into A Bob Marley Tourist Trap

Nathan Rogers

Baseball Singalong

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Soup House was Super

Destination Winnipeg

sane soup houseI stopped in at the Sane Soup House on Graham Avenue last week when I needed a quick lunch.sane soup houseNice seating area for casual eating or there are regular tables. My waitress was friendly and the service quick.borscht sane soup

I had a delicious bowl of beet borscht from the menu.  It was hard to choose because the Wild Mushroom, African Peanut and Chilled Strawberry soups also sounded intriguing.sane soup houseThere’s a cool mural of the Provencher Bridge at night on the back wall and an old fashioned cooking stove is also part of the decor. 

sane soup houseThey have tables outside  if the weather is fine and something I always look for- a place to park your bike. I’ll be going back to this restaurant since it is right on the route from my home to the art gallery where I work . 

Other posts about Winnipeg restaurants……..

The BDI

The Promenade

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I Need To See A Happy Movie

I saw two movies in the last two days and they both made me incredibly sad. 

Calvary is about a priest who knows someone is going to kill him in a week. The priest is a good man but he has been selected to ‘pay the price’ for all those priests who have used their position for evil.  There are lots of characters in this movie with sad, lonely,messed up lives living cynically or hopelessly. The priest does his best to be patient and listen to them.

At one point the priest is praying with a woman who has just lost her husband in a senseless accident involving drunk teenage drivers. The priest remarks that it must be hard for her to accept how unfair life is in the face of her tragedy.  The woman says what happened to her husband isn’t unfair, it was just something that happened. She says that what is really unfair is people who die who aren’t loved, who die without meaningful relationships. She and her husband loved each other so that didn’t happen to him. 

It made me incredibly sad to think about how many isolated, lonely people there are like that in the world. 

Boyhood is a film that was shot over a period of twelve years by the same cast.  You see a boy become a man in a little under three hours.  Viewers get a window on all those small seemingly mundane but meaningful moments in a family’s day-to-day existence, that quickly pile one on top of each other moving life along in a quick blur. I started crying when the mother in the movie is sending her youngest child off to college and can’t believe she has really arrived at this moment.  Where has time gone? Where has her life gone? And really is this all there is to life?  She has invested so much in her children and now they don’t seem to need her anymore. I think probably every mother has had a sad moment like this. The movie reminded me of how quickly our lives move along and end.

Both Calvary and Boyhood are very good movies. They make you think. They trouble you. They make you take stock of your own life. They make you cry. I’m glad I saw them. But the next movie I see definitely needs to be funny, light-hearted and very upbeat!

Other posts about movies………

Higher Ground

Noah A Violent Movie

The Hundred Foot Journey

Jane Austin Overload

 

 

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My Dad Was Once A Teacher

My Dad in 1947 - he is in the centre in the first row of men

                     My Dad in 1947 – he is in the centre in the first row of men

Although my father Dr. Paul Peters enjoyed a long career as a family physician, his first job was not in medicine, but education. He was a permit teacher.

Manitoba employed permit teachers during the 1940s and 1950s. They were new high school graduates hired for one year, to fill vacant teaching positions in the province. There was a shortage of educators because of the many male teachers who had gone to serve overseas in World War II, as well as women who had left the profession to assume jobs vacated by soldiers.

The Mennonite Collegiate Institute graduating class of 1948

The Mennonite Collegiate Institute graduating class of 1947- a number of the graduates became permit teachers -my father is sixth from the left in the first standing row of men

When Dad graduated from Gretna’s Mennonite Collegiate Institute (MCI) in 1947 he agreed to take a permit teaching position. His only training was a six- week summer course at the Normal School in Winnipeg. Here he was introduced to basic teaching methods, shown how to write lesson plans, and was taught square dancing, a skill he never got to use in the small conservative Mennonite community of Silberfeld where he was hired for $90 a month and given the use of the two room teacherage. He had thirty- four students from grades one to seven and a grade nine correspondence student to supervise. After Easter three little kindergarten students were added so they could get introduced to school before beginning grade one the following year.

Besides teaching reading, spelling, math, writing, history, science, religion and German, Dad had to stoke the stove with coal on winter mornings to warm up the schoolhouse. He needed to attend to this early enough so the ink in the ink wells could thaw before the students needed it.

Dad became a teacher right after his high school graduation

Dad became a permit teacher right after graduating from high school 

Dad’s first task after firing up the stove was to write the assignments for each grade on the chalkboard, except the group first on his teaching agenda for the day. That way the other students were kept busy while he worked his way through the rotation of all the grades.

Although twenty- five of his thirty-four students consisted of a pretty lively group of boys, Dad told me discipline wasn’t really a problem. He decided on the rules for the classroom together with his students. Sometimes he made kids shovel snow or stay after school as a consequence for misconduct. He does remember spanking one boy who didn’t follow the rules. The young man’s father came to see Dad the next day and told him not to waste his time spanking his son. He knew from experience that it didn’t help.

My Dad's family lived in Gnadenthal which was too far for him to go for regular weekly visits

My Dad’s family lived in Gnadenthal which was too far for him to go for regular weekly visits

It was too far for Dad to always go home to his parents in Gnadenthal on the weekends but sometimes he walked the ten mile round trip to Gretna or Altona to visit friends. Dad started out cooking his own meals in the teacherage, but then a Mrs. Brown who lived nearby invited him for supper one night and told him she’d be happy to make his dinner for 25 cents a day. He figured it was a good deal. In spring he organized inter-school soccer and baseball games with his fellow MCI graduate Mary Regehr who was permit teaching in Gnadenfeld.

Although an inspector came around a couple times to check up on Dad he was basically on his own. Dad still has a copy of the final report that he had to send in to the Department of Education in June of 1948. He has very good memories of his permit teaching year and looking back marvels how he was a hundred percent confident that he could do the job right from the start.

Dad when he was in college

Dad when he was in college

Dad did consider a long- term teaching career, but after landing a part time job as an orderly at the Misercordia Hospital in Winnipeg during his college years, decided he was more interested in medicine.

At one time Manitoba had as many as 250 permit teachers. They served an important role in keeping the province’s education system functioning during challenging times.

Other posts about my Dad…….

Today’s My Dad’s Birthday

Thanks Mom and Dad

Diamond Anniversary

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Grandma and Embroidery Hoops

embroidery hoopsThis box of embroidery hoops was in the donations pile at the Thrift Shop the last time I worked there. I took a photo because the hoops reminded me of my grandmother. My Grandma Peters did embroidery and she taught me how to embroider too.

Off to my grandparents in Gnadenthal for a few days

Ready to board my Grandpa’s truck and go off to my grandparents in Gnadenthal for a few days

On a few occasions I had the chance to go to her house in Gnadenthal for a visit on my own.  This was a special time because I had Grandma to myself instead of sharing her with my fourteen cousins and three siblings. 

My Grandma and Grandpa Peters

My Grandma and Grandpa Peters

Those embroidery lessons with Grandma are a positive memory because I enjoyed her company and attention and learning to embroider taught me patience and perseverance. 

grandma's embroideryI have a piece of Grandma’s embroidery as a keepsake. I keep it on my bedroom dresser as a reminder of the many good life lessons Grandma taught me. 

Other posts about my grandmother…….

My Grandmother was a Guitarist

A Chiming Clock

 

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The Station of Tears

lichtenau train station ukraineBoth tragic and hopeful journeys began at the Lichtenau train station in the former Molotschna Mennonite colony.victor and dave lichtenau train station ukraineOn our trip to Ukraine we asked our guide Victor Penner to take us to the Lichtenau train station. It was from this station both my husband Dave’s mother Anne Enns and his father Cornelius Driedger set off for Canada with their families.
train station lichtenauThe Molotschna Mennonite Atlas says the original Lichtenau train station was blown up in September of 1943 by retreating German troops but it has been rebuilt. The first station house erected in 1912 was one of the eight stations on the very profitable Tomak Railway Line built by a group of Mennonite investors who wanted a way to get their agricultural and industrial products to market.

The Driedger family twenty years after immigration. My father-in-law in the centre and his sister Agatha to his left were both born in Ukraine

The Driedger family twenty years after immigration. My father-in-law  the tall handsome man in the centre and his sister Agatha to his left were both born in Ukraine

On June 23, 1924 one of the first groups of Mennonite emigrants leaving from Lichtenau, included my three year old father-in-law Cornie, his parents Abraham and Margaretha Driedger, his maternal grandmother Agatha Friesen and his little sister Agatha. They crowded into 45 box cars at the Lichtenau station. They traveled for six days to the Russian- Latvian border town of Sebezch and after clearing customs went to the seaport of Libau where they sailed on the Marglen to Antwerp Belgium, then changed ships to the Minenedosa which arrived in Quebec City on July 17th, 1924.

My husband's mother's family just before leaving from Lichtenau. His mother Anne is the little girl on her mother's lap.

My husband’s mother’s family just before leaving Ukraine from Lichtenau. My mother-in-law Anne is the little girl in the fancy bonnet.

It would be two more years before my mother-in-law Anne, her parents Gertrude and Heinrich Enns, her sister and brothers would also leave from the Lichtenau station for the long trip to Canada. on the train tracks at lichtenau ukraineVictor, our guide, pointed out the direction the trains with Dave’s family aboard would have traveled and my husband walked out onto the tracks to stand for just an imaginary minute ‘in his grandparents’ shoes’ as they would have faced the new direction their lives were taking.
victor with paul epp's chairs lichtenau train stationThere are two granite benches on the side of the station facing the tracks. Paul Epp of Toronto designed these functional works of art. His family also left for Canada from the Lichtenau Station. One bench recognizes the thousands of Mennonites who voluntarily departed from Lichtenau for a new life and freedom in North America between 1924 and 1929. paul epp bench lichtenauThe other bench is in memory of the thousands of Mennonites who left from Lichtenau between 1931 and 1940 because they were being sent into exile in Siberia, an exile from which many never returned. There is engraving on each bench stating that the Mennonite village of Lichtenau was founded in 1804 and describing both the deportation and immigration departures that happened at the station.
lichtenau train tracksApparently the Lichtenau railway stop was nicknamed The Station of Tears and I imagine it was. Tears of joy must have been shed by those leaving for a new life, tears of sorrow for those leaving for exile. dave and victor lichtenauI suspect however even those leaving for Canada must have had mixed feelings about saying good-bye to a way of life in Ukraine that had sustained their families for generations. Many also left friends and family behind and had no idea if they would ever see them again.

A newsletter published by the Mennonite Historical Society of Alberta has a poem written by teenage girl named Susan Penner whose family left from Lichtenau on July 13, 1924. Here are some lines from her poem…………

The train is ready to depart,
Folks are coming from near and far,
On foot in carriages or wagons
The air is dusty, the heavens gray
At the station at Lichtenau.

The wind whistles and sings and whines,
A mother cradles her weeping child,
A samovar is set up for tea,
At the station at Lichtenau

The iron horse whistles;
Composure threatens our control,
We groan and sob, press loving hands,
One more glance towards our homes,
From the station in Lichtenau.
The bell rings out the first call,
The steps are lifted, the door
Is sealed, secured and barred.
The bell rings out a final time
With a jerk the train leaves – as people sing
“Go Thou Ahead, Oh Jesus Mine!”
Those left behind now wave goodbye
But cannot see through tear-filled eyes,
And deserted soon lies Lichtenau

Other posts about the Mennonite experience in Ukraine…….

A Family Story- Heinrich and Gertrude Enns

The Disappeared

 

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Seeing Rory McIlroy Up Close and Personal

I watched PGA Champion Rory McIlroy on the Jimmy Fallon Show last night and was reminded of the time I saw him up close and personal. hong kong open 2010My husband Dave and I attended the Hong Kong Open in November of 2010. rory mcillroy hong kong openWe had just finished lunch in the clubhouse and saw Rory was on the putting green so we went out to watch him practice and I snapped a couple photos.  rory mcilroyRory definitely looked younger than he does now. leader board hong kong openAs you can see from this photo I took of the leader board Rory didn’t win the Hong Kong Open in 2010. Ian Poulter was the champion. But Rory did come back the next year to win the 2011 Hong Kong Open. 

Me on the 18th hole Hong Kong Golf Club Sheung Shui- Hong Kong Open 2010

Me on the 18th hole Hong Kong Golf Club Sheung Shui- Hong Kong Open 2010

Other posts about golf……

Inspiration on the Links

You Wouldn’t Believe What You See on a Golf Course in Mexico

Meeting the Parents of Jamaica’s Next PGA Golfer

A Prayer for a Golf Tournament

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Two Trees- Forty One Years

wedding 1973Dave and I were married exactly forty one years ago today. About a month before our wedding in 1973 we were out at the family cottage at Moose Lake with my Uncle Dave and Aunt Margaret. We went to the north end of the lake to dig out some tiny pine trees to plant on the front yard of the cottage. Uncle Dave said he would plant two of them close together in honor of our upcoming marriage.

I took these photos of the trees when I was out at the cottage a few weeks ago. pine treesAt the top the two trees are separated and can still be identified individually.pine treeAt the bottom however the two trunks have grown so close together they’ve become like one trunk.

Let there be spaces in your togetherness and let the winds of the heavens dance between you-Khalil Gibran

Other posts about our anniversary…….

Thirty Eight Years

A Controversial Wedding Photo

Forty Years Ago

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