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  • Summer Plans

    Summer Plans

    I liken May to January as a month of making plans and setting intentions. Apart from gardening plans (which are slow in coming as I wait to see what surprises will be revealed in new yard), I like to make personal writing, reading, and other creative plans. I envision lazy afternoons spent in the new…

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  • Taking the Slow Way Home

    Taking the Slow Way Home

    Things happen fast. Here in southern Saskatchewan, we went from winter to summer in the about two weeks. On Friday, my granddaughter and I went to Regina for a bit of retail therapy and when we returned a lilac bush next to the driveway was displaying the first green of leaves. In the backyard, other…

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  • The Coronation

    The Coronation

    It’s Saturday afternoon and I’m tired. I stayed up too late last night waiting until it was time to pick Makiya up from the youth center she goes to on the weekend. Gerry and I have an arrangement: I get up early with the dog, and he stays up late, as required, for the granddaughter.…

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  • Garden Time

    Garden Time

    Just like that, it’s spring! Gerry worked hard over the weekend to get my new raised garden beds ready for planting. He and Makiya raked the back lawn and tidied the beds around the perimeter where we’re waiting and watching to see what comes up. The lilacs are budding and I’m getting itchy to plant.…

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  • What a Week

    What a Week

    This week has gone by in a blur of both the expected and unexpected, with a healthy measure of good things and a dose of not-so-good. I’m kinda glad it’s over. I had a coffee visit with a woman who, as a teenager, lived with my birth sister’s family for a few years here in…

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  • Falling for the Prairie

    Falling for the Prairie

    It’s another beautiful sunshiny day in Moose Jaw and Gerry suggests a short walk. There’s still snow on the ground in places, remnants from last weeks storm, and there’s a bottleneck at the front door while decisions about footwear are made. He opts for Sorrels I slip my feet into Sketchers, refusing to don boots…

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  • Crafted By the Creator

    Crafted By the Creator

    It’s April 20 and, here in southern Saskatchewan, we’re under a snowfall warning for the third day in a row. It looks more like January than April outside. One could become discouraged if not for an unrelenting faith that spring will eventually show up. We determined earlier that it wasn’t worth the risk of driving…

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  • A Gray Day

    A Gray Day

    It is gray and raining. We are still under a winter storm watch, but the above-freezing temperatures give me cause to believe it won’t amount to much here in Moose Jaw. Maybe I’m being overly optimistic—time will tell. It’s likely to be a different story east of us. The gloom of this morning matches my…

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  • Everybody’s Talking

    It’s Monday after a week of Makiya being off school for Easter break and we’re back on what seems like a bit of a treadmill today. Gerry drove her to school, came home, and picked me up. I drove him to the rec center, then came home and got a few things done. I went…

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  • White

    White

    I woke to white, not what one wants to see in mid-April. Hello? Mother Nature? Are you listening? It won’t stay on the ground long and I’m consoled by the fact that two days ago my friends back in Kamloops had the same experience, but enough already! It’s yard and garden time—even here in Saskatchewan.…

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  • What I Want To Be When I Grow Up

    What I Want To Be When I Grow Up

    This has been the first real week of spring here in southern Saskatchewan and it’s been a joy to be outside. The sidewalks on our street have been filled with kids on scooters from morning to evening. I watched flocks of geese flying overhead, returning from their southern winter destination. I watched a squirrel run…

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  • It’s Sprung

    It’s Sprung

    It’s a tad tardy this year, but spring has sprung here in south Saskatchewan. We spend most of the afternoon outside yesterday and it is glorious. The melt is in full force and that means it’s mud season too. I slip and fall  in it when Gerry and I are walking in the field at…

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