I pick the few remaining pea pods and pull the yellowing vines. Is it my imagination, or was the yield much less than past years? I stop telling myself that the sorry looking green bean plants will produce anything and pull every sad looking plant from the bed, leaving it looking sad and barren. Two…
Something that came across one of my socials this afternoon that made me cry. It’s not the first time I’ve gotten emotional in light of a current event and it won’t be the last. I’m no longer shocked or outraged by things in this world—nothing surprises me anymore. Mostly, I’m grieved and left wondering how…
I flew to Kamloops with Makiya on Wednesday, bringing her summer visit with us to an end. We both remarked on how quickly the time had passed. She reminded me that we can have lunch together regularly, thanks to the plan we put into play a few years ago where we both get lunch and…
It’s Sunday morning about 11:00. Ordinarily, we’d be in church. It’s been a busy weekend for both Gerry and me, and we’re playing hooky this morning. Soon, we’ll get in the car and drive approximately 71 km / 44 miles to Regina where one of our granddaughters is playing lacrosse. Gerry’s driven back and forth…
Gerry and I are watching the second season of Alone Australia. We’re binge watching, staying up later than usual as our granddaughter is at the local weekend youth centre and we (read: Gerry) are tasked with picking her up when it’s time for her to come home. I pause the episode when Gerry gets a…
I am sitting in the shade of our backyard gazebo, having just watered my gardens and pulled a few weeds. The temperature is a reasonable 27C / 81F respite after a week of heat that kept me mostly inside my air-conditioned home (we hit 40C / 104F one afternoon). Gerry is just home from a…