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…
I mentioned last time that we traveled to British Columbia to visit our daughter and bring our granddaughter back to Saskatchewan with us for her summer visit. It’s a long way to travel: 1305 km / 811 miles. About 14 hours in total. We overnighted in a hotel part way there, but made it all…
It’s 10 a.m. on July 12. I’m just in from watering the garden—the garden I despaired of every producing much given the cool, wet spring and early summer. We were away from home for a few days and such was my lack of faith in my garden, that I wasn’t in the least concerned that…
It’s hockey night in Canada. Well, in the U.S. too, as the Stanley Cup final game between the Edmonton Oilers and Florida Panthers is playing on the big screen. Ordinarily, I’m not all that much of a hockey fan, but . . . So, for the moment at least, I find myself here on the…
One morning, while enjoying our first cup of coffee, Gerry and I talk about fruit. If we were still living in British Columbia, we’d be eating our way through flats of fresh strawberries by now, tucking some away in the freezer while eagerly awaiting raspberries and blueberries (my favourite!). I’d be thinking about pulling out…
Small Beneath the Sky: A Prairie Memoir is the name of a book written by Saskatchewan author, Lorna Crozier. It has a home on my bookshelf. I recommend it. How can one feel anything but small when standing beneath the endless Saskatchewan sky? It is where I feel most at home. It’s where I breathe…