Thursday, March 29, 2018

Nobody can do for little children what grandparents do. Grandparents sort of sprinkle stardust over the lives of little children. Alex Haley We decide it’s a good day to go bowling. It’s been about twenty-five years since I bowled (anything other than Wii bowling which Gerry and I used to do frequently) so I’m not

Wednesday, March 28, 2018

I love spring anywhere, but if I could choose I would always greet it in a garden. Ruth Stout The soil has been turned and the garlic uncovered. I stand alone in the garden as Gerry pushes the wheelbarrow back to its place by the shed, a little red-haired girl his giggling passenger. i survey

Saturday, December 30, 2017

I sustain myself with the love of family.  Maya Angelou Blessed. Simply and abundantly blessed. The kiddos are heading home today; in a few hours we’re going to experience that heaviest of silences that permeates the house after the grands have been here. It’s  not my favourite kind of silence. In these early morning hours,

Friday, December 29, 2017

I have drunken deep of joy.  Percy Bysshe Shelley We’re at the new trampoline place: Gerry, daughter Laurinda, granddaughter Makiya, and me.  Makiya is the only one wearing the green-toed grip-on-the-bottom trampoline socks. We parent and grandparent observers are resisting the temptation to step forward onto one of the trampolines and jump for just a minute

Wednesday, December 27, 2017

If it can be verified, we don't need faith. Faith is for that which lies on the other side of reason. Faith is what makes life bearable, with all its tragedies and ambiguities and sudden, startling joys.  Madeleine L'Engle It’s gonna be chaos around here today. The best kind of chaos: grand chaos. Meanwhile, I take

Monday, October 2, 2017

“The monotony and solitude of a quiet life stimulates the creative mind.” ~ Albert Einstein Home. A bit earlier than intended due to a winter storm warning (!) in Calgary. We enjoyed a busy and grand hockey-filled weekend but it’s good to be home where there’s no threat of snow. Yet. I’m looking forward to