April 29, 1917 Lawrie Dickson’s Shack.
Today was Sunday, a day of rest. Or it was supposed to be a day of rest. Sunday doesn’t make too much of difference to me, except I notice that everyone is a little better cleaner, scrubbed from the Saturday night baths.
The walking paths were drying up. That meant the women were getting a little more adventuresome in their walks, especially Daphne Crombie. She convinced Annie to go for a walk up to Algonquin Hotel for a 11am lay service that Ed Colson was holding for he quests. Ed was a former Sunday school teacher and a lay preacher. He said that if anyone ever needed to be married or buried in Mowat Village, he was the one to provide the service. Trouble was that the population of Mowat Village was hard pressed to support a marriage (you need at least two people). As for burial, you never know when you’d need someone for a ceremony. 8 year-old Alexander Hayhurst passed away in 1915. He died of diptheria. Molly Colson came by a couple of times to tend to his illness, but it was Ed who ultimately commited to the Cemetery up on the hill.
I was sketching from a knoll overlooking Potter Creek. The ice was pretty much out near the shore and around to Joe Lake Dam. There was still lots of ice in Canoe Lake (it wasn’t officially iced-out, according to our criteria established a few days ago). I had a nice view of Lawrie Dickson’s shack. It was pretty close the shore. The birches were submerged in the high water which was less than two feet from his door.
As I was sketching, lo and behold, who strolls into view? Annie and Daphne. Annie had a red coat and a pink hat on, and Daphne had on her blue coat and white hat. I shouted for them to stop. I raised my paintbrush and they knew exactly why I issued to order. I quickly mixed up the colours and painted them into the picture. It took me less than two minutes, and when I was finished, I waved my hand and let them on their way.
I was pleased with the sketch. With the strength of the sun now, the leaves will be coming out any day now. The trees no longer look like skeletons – you can see that the canopy is getting more body, the buds are getting bigger and bigger. And then one day, leaves will be everywhere.