Taking the long way home. I was on the way home from dropping Gerry off at the gym one day this week, and needed a prairie fix. I took my usual route across the 9th Avenue bridge, but instead of turning right on Coteau, I kept going. It’s not far before neighbourhoods give way to fields and I felt myself relax. I turned right, and drove across a road running parallel to the city limits. It’s not much farther than my regular route home, but it’s enough to give me a taste of prairie. I think I’ll take the long way home more often.
Peeling onions. I harvested (very) small onions from my garden a week or so ago. They’ve been sitting in a Tupperware bowl on the deck waiting until I had time and inclination to deal with them. Yesterday, I brought the bowl in, peeled them (my eyes burning all the while), chopped, and tucked them in a freezer bag. I was struck, at one point, by how pretty they looked on the cutting board and grabbed my phone to capture an image. What do you think?
An evening out with friends. Dinner and a movie. Well, not quite. Dinner and a musical performance. Gerry and I have commented more than once that there’s so many more opportunities to get out and do things that interest us here in Moose Jaw. The temptation is not to overcrowd our calendars.
Molly’s last puppy shots—and a moment of thanksgiving. Our veterinarian is located not far outside the city limits on the road we took when we drove Makiya to and from school in Caronport. Molly was due for her last set of puppy shots and I looked forward to the familiar drive, but my throat tightened as we got out of the car because the last time we were there we said goodbye to Maya.
Afterward, when we came out I looked out across the field we watched change through the seasons from the time it was covered in snow, through the melt, seeding, and harvest. Life is filled with both beautiful and the terrible and I am still amazed that I got this late-in-life-gift to experience it here in Saskatchewan (where harvest is now 82% complete, by the way).
Do you know what? I can only come up with four things this week and I’m giving myself permission to stop here. It’s not that it wasn’t a good week filled with simple happy joy sparkers, it’s just that another one isn’t coming to mind at the moment and I’m not going to force it.
Happy weekend all! I’m off to Fort Qu’appelle tomorrow to take in the second full day of the InScribe Christian Writers’ Fellowship fall conference. Looking forward to the drive and time spent with like-minded women.