So many people facing such desperate times… Though watching the news from elsewhere makes our region’s situation pale in comparison. Quite the year this has turned out to be. All one can do is wait and see, and hope for rain alongside any lightning. More “weather” expected this weekend – winds and thunderstorms. Helicopters and what looked like spotter planes mostly so thinking it was monitoring for hot spots, which they do with clever infrared cameras. Our closest fire, 5 km away as the crow flies, is simmering away and generally behaving itself within its boundaries, but there was some air activity up there last night and this morning. The latest evacuation wave is from the Highway 24-Interlakes southeast of 100 Mile House, and ironically enough, people are being sent to shelter in Williams Lake, which itself has not fully repopulated after the evacuations earlier in the summer. High winds and hot weather a few days ago have wakened the flames fireguards have been breached in numerous areas, and people are once again on the move. Thing are holding ground here, but all around us what we thought might be the beginning of the end of fire activity seems to have been over-optimistic. On Septemat 8:49 am | Reply leavesandpages Gladys Taber is all about being a good friend and neighbour, giving and receiving help gracefully, surviving sorrows and setbacks, being kind to animals both wild and tame, keeping your surroundings in good order, and in general living lightly on the land and leaving things better off for your presence. On that note, I will leave you with a warm nod to this author, for at her best she is thought-provoking and affirmative of the values most of us, rural and urban dwellers alike, would like to live by. Through all of this, human decency encouragingly frequently prevails. On the news we see reports of other parts of the world as strongly affected in their various ways as we have been here – fire, flood, storm, political upheaval, physical and moral violence in the most pernicious forms. The wild geese are ganging up and running their practice flights up and down our river valley the wild things are busy preparing for winter the humans likewise.Įvacuation orders and alerts are being stepped back throughout much of the area, “normal” is once again becoming just that, as we cautiously take stock of what this challenging summer has meant to our region as a whole, and most of all to those personally affected by the loss of homes and livelihoods. Fall is in the air here, and the smoke from our region’s forest fires is at last lessening as things settle down with the coming of cooler nights and occasional welcome rainfalls. Her popularity in her time is completely understandable a quietly enthusiastic fan base still exists some four decades after her death, and her old home Stillmeadow, still in the family, has recently been the focal point of a successful land conservation initiative. Very relatable, which no doubt accounts for her broad appeal.
In Country Chronicle we are made well aware of her past griefs and present physical infirmities she is 74 at the time of the book’s publication, and feeling the effects of age on her body, as well as the loss of beloved people and animals in her life. Gladys Taber has enough astringency in her opinions to keep things from getting too impossibly sweet. Gladys Taber was a strong proponent of respect for the domestic arts, and whenever I read her I come away feeling slightly guilty for my own shortcomings in that area, but also encouraged in my own inner belief that a comfortable house and a well-furnished table are well within the capabilities of most of us, and well worth striving for. There are, predictably, a few recipes thrown in here and there, most terrifically dated, but some decidedly good sounding.
Arranged in seasonally progressing sections, in it she examines in some detail the natural world surrounding her 17th Century Connecticut farmhouse, her neighbours and current society, her pets, and her reminiscences of the past. Her last memoir, Still Cove Journal, was finished by her daughter Connie and published posthumously in 1981.Ĭountry Chronicle falls into the pattern of the best of Gladys Taber’s rural-living journals. Gladys Taber needs no introduction to many of my fellow readers, but to those of you unfamiliar with her gentle body of work, I’ll merely mention that she was a domestic affirmationist who wrote well-received periodical articles and columns, journals, cookbooks and a few novels, from 1925 to 1980. Country Chronicle by Gladys Taber ~ 1974.
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