Reflecting A Bit

I think I have been spending too much time with ghosts and the dusty dead recently.  Here I was a few minutes ago, sitting peacefully at my computer, when I noticed a massive, shadowy, spidery creature - it was like something from a Tim Burton movie - walking across my ceiling.  It's a quiet reminder that the right lighting can eliminate all need for hallucinogenic drugs.

Anyway, the trespassing insect has been dispatched, and I am back to where I left off.  To weave the new with old a bit, I have added a picture of my hound (any excuse...).  This was taken a few days ago when my young relations and I went for our (probably) last swim in the sea for the season.  You can see Confederation Bridge in the background, which links Prince Edward Island to the mainland.

So, I have been talking with Mum today, who has corrected another few things I had wrong.  How on earth do people with no living relatives ever get anywhere with genealogy?  I suspect that most of them have been found dead beneath piles of the aforementioned red herrings, and since they have no living relatives, no one has even noticed that they've failed in their attempted research.