Archive for May, 2015

a morning stroll: May 22, 2015

it was a balmy 1 degree C. this morning!  the winds were rolling in from the north but the skies were clear and the sunrise was a beauty.  after a cup of coffee i took a quick morning stroll around the front lawn and snapped these photos:

the Mighty Manitou

the Mighty Manitou

ah lads there she is:  the Mighty Manitou at 7:30 a.m.  she’s running cold and clear and running full!  no sign of Edward, the bald eagle.  i haven’t seen him/her in quite a while.  i guess they’re working another part of the river.

the Manitou flowing south west to Lake Huron

the Manitou flowing south west to Lake Huron

she flows south west on its way to the Great Lake Huron, rolling out at Michael’s Bay, south shore, Manitoulin Island.  this little stretch on a hot summer day-paradise on earth!  this morning though she was nippy and i’m too wimpy to go barefoot in that one today.

the Mighty Green and Blue on May 22

the Mighty Green and Blue on May 22

well that’s her: the house on the open range where in winter it can be a lot of hard work but for the 6 months in between them it is a paradise!  on a morning like this past, a fun reminder that else where there are cities, 4 or 6 lane highways and more, cell phones, go trains, subways, airports, gridlock, addiction, accidents, collisions, horns honking, brakes grinding, blood shot eyes and spent chewing tobacco plugs lying here, there…

and everywhere.

it’s wonderful to be back in the country, living full time.

hopefully soon we’ll have time to make some art!

Sunrise on the Range

when you move out to the country there are real challenges 6 months of the year and those are all weather related.  but for the other 6 months of the year you’re at the cottage!  every Friday afternoon around 5 i take a walk on the front lawn and i thank my lucky stars i’m not on Highway 400 trying to get out of the city.  5 p.m. Friday we’re already at the cottage.

and the perks!  6 a.m. this morning, the sunrise was one of them!  here it is and remember the skies are filled with bird songs and nothing else!  wow.

sunrise on the range

sunrise on the range

sunrise at the cottage

sunrise at the cottage

Moose Nahmiwan

Aanii, Boozhoo and hello there!  Take a look at this amusing little sketch on 16×20 inch canvas board: the moose in Ojibwe Woodland style, assimilated version.  I was giving the family tree a think a while back and wondered where are the old folks buried?  I wouldn’t know as I’ve lost touch with the family up there and haven’t been back myself, really, since 1994.  But many moons ago I did spend time with Liza Nahmiwan (Nokomis) and she was giving me the names of the old timers before her.  One of the names was Moses Nahmiwan but everyone ended up calling him Moose Nahmiwan.  Or so the story goes.  And I can’t guarantee you it’s a true story but I can guarantee it is a story.

You see I’ve been away from home a long long time.  Going on over 45 years now and chances are I might never be going back.  I think my hide out down on the range will be my home from here on in.  Still, on some of those early spring mornings when old man winter was in his dying days, I got to thinking about the the old men in my long lost family clan.  There was Richard (who I’m named after and lived to be 101), then I think it was Moose, and way back it was Bill.  If I have the story straight.  You have to admit:  Moose Nahmiwan.  That is a pretty cool name.  I wonder what kind of a man he was.

Moose Nahmiwan, acrylic on canvas board, 16x20 inches.  Painted on the Range in March 2015

Moose Nahmiwan, acrylic on canvas board, 16×20 inches. Painted on the Range in April 2015