The tiny corner of the world known as Hazzards Corners – it’s so small you can’t even call it a hamlet – has loomed large in my Queensborough life these past few days. In a good way! I thought I’d tell you about that in this week’s instalment of Meanwhile, at the Manse. Nothing earth-shaking; just some delightful little local incidents that all took place there.
Okay, so: Hazzards Corners Event #1. This past Thursday morning, as I was driving to work, I spotted a turtle on the south side of Queensborough Road just before it intersects with Cooper Road – that would be “downtown” Hazzards Corners, right across the road from historic Hazzards Church and its cemetery. As regular readers know, Raymond and I (along with lots of other people) are doing our best to help the local turtles survive their annual spring/summer ritual of crossing the warmed-by-the-sun roads before and after laying their eggs. (My most recent post touching on that topic was last week’s, which is here.)
The turtle I saw Thursday was big snapper of a certain age. How do I know? The moss on her back! It takes time to grow moss on your back. Here she is, before she started across the road. What a beauty!
And that was the thing: when I spotted her, she hadn’t started to cross the road, although she was clearly poised and ready, having just laid her eggs on the south side:
I pulled over because I figured if she was about to make the crossing, she’d appreciate someone keeping traffic from interfering with her progress. Or, much worse, hitting her and injuring or killing her. And I waited for her to start.
I didn’t wait long. Two things happened: one, the turtle started to cross; and two, another car pulled over. And almost immediately, another. And there were Sherry and Gail, two women from Queensborough whom I’d never met before but who both were a) deeply caring about turtles’ well-being and b) experienced in helping them. As the turtle began to unhelpfully head down the centre of the road rather than across it, we three turtle-helpers quickly conferred and decided we could make good use of the shovel I always carry in the trunk of my car for exactly this purpose. So the shovel came out, and Sherry and Gail compared notes on their experiences with using one to get a big snapper across the road. Gail was inclined to try to get the turtle on the shovel and carry it, while Sherry advocated using the shovel to block Mrs. Turtle’s sideways vision to try to keep her eyes and motion aimed for the opposite site of the road. As Mrs. Mossy slowly – very slowly – made her progress, we tried both approaches, and what ended up working was a bit of a combination of gentle pushes with the shovel and using it as the aforementioned peripheral sightline block.
I was delighted to make the acquaintance of Sherry and Gail and to hear their turtle-helping stories; and I was also delighted by all the drivers who stopped and offered help and advice, or just supportively watched what we three were trying to do. You wouldn’t – or at least I couldn’t – believe how many vehicles pass through the intersection of Queensborough and Cooper roads at Hazzards Corners at 9 a.m.ish on a weekday morning! They all slowed down or stopped, and really it was quite the community gathering – all in aid of Mrs. Mossyback Turtle and her survival.
We got her across the road, and we all went on our way. And if that isn’t a good start to a workday, I don’t know what is.
Hazzards Corners Event #2: Two mornings after Mrs. Mossy Turtle’s laborious road crossing, I was back at Hazzards Corners as one of the people on a big, fancy Franklin Coach Lines bus that was taking a tour group organized by the Hastings County Historical Society though the very part of the world that I live in and love: central Hastings County. The historical society, an excellent outfit that does all kinds of good and interesting things, organizes a bus tour of some interesting area or other each year, and this year chose our neck of the woods. There were stops at Chisholm’s Mills, Thomasburg, Actinolite, Queensborough, Hazzards Corners, Madoc, Eldorado, Malone and Deloro. How could I not take part? I even invited my mum to join me, and it was very interesting indeed. (Despite the tour guide being pretty fuzzy on Queensborough history; I resisted the urge to correct him on several occasions, in the interest of being polite.)
The tour’s stop at historic Hazzards Church was definitely a highlight, and I know that anyone who was on the bus would agree with me. Grant Ketcheson, one of the hard-working volunteers who has helped preserve that beautiful old former Methodist (and then United) church, gave a splendid and entertaining talk on the building’s history, complete with the wonderful news about a recently announced $30,000 grant from the Belleville-based Parrott Foundation to be used for replacement of the roof. The visitors asked lots of questions and were clearly quite taken with this simple old country church and its stories. Here they are, listening intently as Grant answers a question:
And then finally, Hazzards Corners Event #3: A sight this morning that, readers, I need your help with. Once again I was heading west on Queenborough Road to work, and just as I approached Hazzards Corners I noticed the abundance of white blossoms on the trees on either side of the road, looking particularly beautiful against a sky that featured darkish clouds with spots of bright sunlight:
As usual, my photo doesn’t do justice to the beauty of the scene – I am the first to say I am a pretty hopeless photographer – but I hope you can tell that it was a lovely sight.
Now here’s my question: what are those white-blossomed trees? Readers, please enlighten me. And hey: if you feel you need to make a field trip to Hazzards Corners to do some first-hand research in the interest of coming up with the correct answer, I heartily urge you to do so. Admire historic Hazzards Church while you’re there, and poke around its beautiful old well-kept cemetery.
And hey, if you happen to spot a turtle trying to cross the road – please stop and help her. I am absolutely sure you’ll soon have reinforcements, and will make new friends. All in an excellent cause!