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the Chesterfield and the blue of the anthue glassware used in the living room. The kitchen is a gay yellow and green, with easy to wash plastic curtains and yellow venetian blinds. The rest of the windows have shades, for 51): blinds are enough to keep clean. . The first winter we lived and slept in the front room. I certainly learned to apprectate faucets and a sink. for that year saw us meltâ€" ing snow and icicles and throwing the dishâ€" water out the back door. All of the plumbing was then outdoors The end of April found us no longer appre- ciating the beauty of the pure snow on the outstretched arms of the balsam and spruce. but blessing the first quarrelsome cawmg of the crows. The next day we thrilled to the sight of the wild geese flying, Forgotten were the struggles of building and the doing without of heretofore accustomed things. Who could worry about the material side of life with that sound of thousands of Springs before and yet to come, singing in our ears? Each day the river was dotted with more ducks and the gulls were screeching a welcome to each other. For a few nights the loons kept up their eerie and lonesome call and sleep was forgotten. But with the coming of good weather came the urge to improve, so that at the end of Spring we had a bathroom with all the trim- mings, a woodburning furnace and faucets that actually produced water. The dishes also were in place in the new kitchen cupboards built by my husband and a helper. Walks in the woods to catch the sweet smell of Trailing Arbutus and later to keep count of the Lady Slippers, as well as various fishing trips put an end to working, thus for another winter there was a lovely sink to look at but not to use. Until 1950 a small Johnson motor supplied enough current for 12 volt lights whenever it was in the proper mood. Early in the Spring of 1950 Hydro was brought down the highway and there was great activity getting 9 poles 35 to 40 feet tail to carry the wires from the highway to our place, finding some strong lad to dig the holes and then a crew to set the poles. What a thrill the night they cut us into the main line! I know we had all the lights blazing. the radio tuned to CHOV, the iron plugged in, the toaster all set to go, while the coffee perc was making coffee. It seemed like Christmas to unpack these things tucked away for more than 4 years. When the refrigerator was put in place and started, we knew a real sense of relief. No more racing around in the winter to get ice cut and packed in the ice house and then a summer of digging it out and lugging it over to the house. A few evenings after the power had been turned on, our supper was one that needed only electrical appliances for its preparation. While we were eating my husband asked me if I did not find something missing? 1 an- swered “yes. It seems as though we are do- mg without the company of a third and most 28 welColne being." Then we knew we “mm part with the woodburning cook stove. Th sound of its crackle, the smell of the “Wei and the coziness of its warmth was stiruetmgr we did not want to do without in Spi'lp d not , oi ' .r inconvemences. But for the hot sum]an we bought a Westinghouse roaster 0ng mm; Can be 1“ anywherel y€t Ll'lLlUgt-l for an oven meal or a roast turkey, “at m“. two cookie tins, two pies or a tWQ-la , wig: and has an extra grill for frying or bi. ling“ We who were born and brought up _‘ - V are often asked if we do not find it t r down at the river and in a communh homes are so far apart. That is a lt' have yet to experience. The Jeep ' wherever we wish to go in summer (1' There are enough neighbours to keep 23:1. ing every night in the week if we w, 50. In the summertime many hours L. walking through the woods, riding ever changing waters of the Ottawa. fully soaking up the sun’s rays whit pating that exciting tug on the end ‘ Visitors from afar envy us a spot r beautiful scenery. In the evening v sun is setting the hills change from th» shades of green to a rosy purple and is streaked with red. It is a soul fee perience to sit at the river’s edge 81‘ darkness steal quietly over the lane «.53 m hear the first clear call of the Whipâ€"r. will}, Silently we watch an orange mo glide into view, changing to silver as i. Earths higher and soon it throws a silver; boon acr055 the river and we half expect 0 5a: wee elves dancing there on the glittc; sur- face. The night now becomes alive . 1 the sound of fish jumping and not far my a bigger splash lets us know that a v.- has sought the coolness of the water. After Autumn has set our heads awh \l'llh all its blazing colours our eyes finally mine the peace of the bare trees and the r suh- dued green of the pines. Once more we prepare for winter. 1 boat is put away with the screens. Storm \ ii‘vWS keep out the raw winds and soon are making more plans for the layout The electric trains, idle all summer, up in ii :lllC. Unfortunately we have no children Our Own but many have and will cont. -.â€" to enjoy watching the miniature train “hug through tunnels and over bridges 81" 63$ year should see new villages spring int: Being or some other added interest for all to 110."- This is the time of year that I mos- fulfil the Women’s Institute meetings. HUSba" . are forgotten as we greet each other ar. 131k over the various happenings since last :net. The Institute has given us the grand - .PDI' tunity of working together. It has [1 night interesting programs and speakers to H 35 well as to others in the community. With all these interests and blessings iund us it is small wonder that nowhere else We feel so completely at home or so deeplf “99; tended as here, "Home is where the hear: 15 - HOME AND COUNT“