There was much to see and do in the area, but we’d have to figure out what we wanted to seee. A tourist information centre in Buckhorn offered maps and detailed information and so we made several choices for the few days we had left. Based on weather for the day, we had our minds set on several possibilities, one of which was Lang Pioneer Village. The sun came out and the sky cleared and so that’ s where we went.
This pioneer village represents 1825 to about 1900 although some of the buildings are older. Here’s the visitor centre, the entrance to the village. In one room they had featured photography of the village in different seasons.
A tractor my father would like to see and it’s older than the one we had on our farm.
And next to the child’s bed, a walker. Who knew the invention was this old? But then the wheels could cause havoc where there were stairs. See the rag rug and the chamber pot– for when there was no indoor plumbing.
Our guide, Sharon, with her two student helpers Emma and Meriah, having a crochet lesson. A bit complicated teaching the craft when you’re right handed and your student is left-handed, but the girls were sticking with it and making progress. In time it will come much easier for them.
We stopped in at the tinsmith shop that was quite small and the carpenter shop with plenty of tools and wood. There were no guides at those buildings.
Where there are farming pursuits, there will be barn and wagon. Look at the bench-style seat on the wagon.
At the next crossroad sits the Fitzpatrick House. People stop to admire the gardens. This home would be built by settlers once they had some crops growing and can afford a bigger home. The kitchen has a wide hearth where cooking would be done, and the staff here had dyed some wool. The skeins filled a basket and were dyed in a variety of colours. They used some natural dyes, but the lighter coloured wool got its shades from Kool-Aid, which I thought was pretty amusing. Makes nice shades of yarn for mittens or whatever the family would need.
Next we visited the Fife cabin, representing 1825, a simple, one-room log house that a settler would build when he got his plot of land. The large wooden box serves as a bed with straw mattress most likely. Only the most basic furniture would be in this cabin. See the baby cradle.
On the other side was a solid wooden table and a few other things such as a churn and a lamp. Families first coming to a lot would have had to build a shelter first, cut down some trees and plant around the stumps the first year. They might not even have a window in the first cabin as this one does. This cabin was still rather dark. David Fife, a Scotsman, is credited with introducing a hardy wheat grain to Upper Canada in the 1840s—a variety that would survive harsh Canadian winters.
From Wikipedia: David Fife wrote to a friend in Glasgow asking for samples of good seed wheat. His friend obtained a sample of wheat off a ship from Danzig, Prussia, (now Gdansk, Poland) and sent it to Fife. As it came to Fife’s hand just before spring seeding time, and, not knowing whether it was a fall or spring variety, Mr. Fife concluded to sow a part of it that spring,
Guide Cassandra, at the Fife cabin, uses a drop spindle, and in the pot over the fire pit is wool that she’s boiling to make it clean and preparing it for dyeing. She told us what she put in the water besides alum, but I don’t remember.
Next is the print shop, the Register, where the newspaper would be printed as well as art prints, signs and advertisements of all sorts. Making a newspaper then would be incredibly time consuming, making our process today look like a whiz. Being a writer and using computers, it was interesting to see some of these processes. I wonder if they had as many challenges with their equipment as we do with computers.
In the print shop are, left to right, Andrew and Steven. Andrew told us about the print shop and presses, but it was Steven who showed us how to reproduce a print.
One more stop and then I will continue on another post.
And here we stop into the Keene Hotel (1870s) where a young woman named Sophie took us on a tour of the hotel and her friend, Sophie, came along as support on one of her very first tours. She explained that the tea room on the left was for the women. Sometimes men could be there too, but women were not allowed in the games room across the hall. The place was busy with a tour when we first arrived, and so I didn’t take more pictures at that time. Guest rooms located on the upper floor were rated according to what the person could afford, and the family who ran the hotel had 14 children, 8 of them their own and 6 more who were nieces and nephews they raised when the children’s parents died.
We’ll stop in here later for tea and a treat a bit later in the day, when we see Sophie 1 and Sophie 2 again.
Watch for more upcoming posts on our visit to the Lang Pioneer Village.
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Today I blogged over at Canadian Writers Who Are Christian.
At this time of year, when the garden is growing and flowers around my yard are blooming, it’s easy to appreciate beauty. I take photos at various times in the season when one kind of plant succeeds another. And seeing other gardens and natural areas to adds to the enjoyment of creation.
Folliot Sandford Pierpoint might have been a gardener too, or at least an appreciator of nature for he wrote extensively about it.
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In May, my husband finished constructing raised beds for our garden. We’d looked at a plan and decided to make our own. Rather my husband figured out a plan to build the beds to fit into our sloping back yard. And since sandy soil makes it hard to grow some garden varieties, we decided this plan was good for our yard and we’d use a garden mix that has peat and compost in it already.
My husband and our neighbour, Pete, who lent a hand in the construction and moving into place.
Moving the soil from the pile in the driveway was a rather lengthy task, but done with the help of our daughter, as shown, with wheelbarrow and ramp and a steady hand for tipping the load. Granddaughters and I filled buckets with soil and for the second bed, Pete was there to lend a hand again, this time filling the wheelbarrow and pushing it to the back yard. We so appreciated his help.
We were pleased, at the end of the first afternoon that we could begin our planting.
Help with planting. They each have their own packet of bean seeds, one green and the other yellow.
Once we had the second frame in place we could put in the rest of the plants, basil, cucumbers and more tomatoes.
The cucumber, tomato plants and beans are all doing well, along with the peas my granddaughter started in her Jr. Kindergarten class
And we like strawberries especially. It’s a big watering can for a small girl to manage, but she’s ready and willing to help.
And here is where our garden is today. Small tomatoes are forming on the tall plants. There’s blossoms on the cucumber plants too. Waiting and watering for the day of harvest, which will be awhile yet.
Last evening I cut some slots in the netting so the tomatoes could grow. Also pinched off little new shoots that don’t need to be there so the energy can go to producing the fruits. There are small tomatoes growing on the plants.
Waiting now for the tomatoes, cucumbers, beans to grow big enough to harvest.
One year ago, after much searching on the part of Maranatha Lutheran Church, council chairs Sharon Heeralall (Maranatha) and Carolyn Hertzberger (St. Philip) signed an agreement to work in a covenant relationship together. The agreement means that the Carribean Lutheran congregation will have their own services and that St. Philip is their church home. Also agreed was the possibilities of sharing particular services and celebrations over the year, and that banners and altar arrangements for the seasons would alternate months. St. Philip meets at 9:30 am on a Sunday and Maranatha meets at 11:15 am for their service.
Our new sign out front of the church, noting the special celebration. And I see we need to correct one spelling next time around
When sharing a building, congregations also need to consider sharing kitchen space, storage for banners, serving dishes, as well a space for another pastor’s desk and an additional phone line. A communications team handles any concerns that come up, and this far, we have worked together at accommodation and coordination, wherever needed.
The pastors have worked together as well. St Philip’s members were invited to Maranatha’s Black History month celebration, and Maranatha Lutheran has joined in combined Lenten services, especially those held at St. Philip over Lent. Also Christmas Eve service was shared in St. Philip’s sanctuary. Today the celebration marked the one-year anniversary and we look forward to more years with our sister church.
Pastor Rick Pryce (St. Philip) and Pastor Peter Kuhnert (Maranatha)
Today’s service was one of celebration, but there was also an emotional counterbalance. A mix of joy at the celebration and sadness as we’re bidding good-bye to Pastor Rick who will be heading east to Nova Scotia in a few weeks. I certainly felt the cross paths of emotion today. The joy at the lively music with the realization that friends are moving across the country. Pastor Rick and his wife Deb have had a good effect on St. Philip in so many ways. We will miss them.
Worship assistant Cheryl greeting members at the close of the service, along with Pastor Rick and Pastor Peter
Cheryl and Diane sharing the peace
Deb Pryce with Alma
Checking out the dessert table at the celebratory lunch, with Monica and Angela
We are blessed with our pianist/organist and choir director Zhana Wohl just as Maranatha are blessed by their man of many talents. Ubaldo Rojas plays many instruments. I wondered if he could be a contender for Oktoberfest. Dinner music.
We had a mix of foods and I tried some different Caribbean food this time. The Jamaican patties were very tasty, and the punch tasted like watermelon.
Violet is seated at the far end and Angela close by. There’s a lovely young woman in the middle whose name I do not know yet. Then Jean standing at the back
We had not only St. Philip and Maranatha represented, but also a family from Pastor Rick’s previous parish at Wellesley
Ubaldo Rojas and two fine looking ladies, then Katarina Kuhnert, Arlene Knight, Hanne Kuhnert and Pastor Peter Kuhnert
More posing for the camera
Eva at the end, then two more ladies whom I had not met before
Deb at the table with the members from Wellesley. You can see other members from both congregations
Another member of Maranatha, then Jean ( Eugenie) and Leonard whom I met at a Lenten supper
I am pleased to greet our Maranatha sisters and brothers and know in time that I will learn more names. I came away hoping that more St. Philip members will share in future events. We move on to our second year together.