Oh looky, a politician speaks publicly about alcohol in a northern community.

No it is not in Labrador where unelected councilors hide behind anonymity in making decision then expect others to do their talking for them.
No it is not in Labrador where regional politicians hide behind their parochialism and stundness.

It is shameful behavior, two weeks after the latest tragedy to befall Nain and not one word uttered publicly from any NG official.
No utterances of sympathy towards the community or individuals. No utterances of encouragement that they [the politicians] are on the job and are determined to get to the root of the social and addiction problems.
Narda, nutin, zilch, zero, bugger all.

I can’t fathom how they sleep at night.

After a couple of decades of the flora around our house [and community for that matter] lying almost to the point of dormant nature has suddenly had a change of heart.

The last several years have seen grasses, wildflowers, poppies, fireweed and willows bloom to almost overwhelming size and lushness.
I have an empty lot next to us; it has gone crazy with growth and extended over into my lot with the entire above mentioned flora now up against the side of the house.

So I decided to join the urbanites and buy a weed whacker, or weed trimmer to be more precise.

I decided to go with the electric job of 5.5 amps; it does a great job but balks at small trees and the willows, nothing that a chain saw can’t handle.

Temps are still warm and we had a sort of tropical like down poor yesterday afternoon.