I am sitting at the desk in my office. It faces the window and I see Gerry going back and forth from the garage to the backyard where he is fixing the gate leading from our backyard to the alley. I love that we have a back alley. We had one when I was a…
Life is moving along at a comfortable and balanced pace, you’re getting things done while taking time to be present, grateful and graced with a tank sufficiently full so there’s enough to pour out, and then—boom!—an unexpected something causes you to lose your footing. I’m feeling that way these days having said goodbye to a sweet…
One afternoon this week, feeling melancholy and missing Maya, Gerry and I went to the Wakamow Valley and walked to the place where, once upon a time in my childhood, there was a wild animal park. I’ve wanted to find that spot since last summer when we visited Moose Jaw and made the decision to…
Today, we are saying goodbye to our 15 1/2 year old Yorkie, Maya. I’ve always considered this sweet girl a kindred; she’s shy, with a need for quiet and solitude. When she was younger, if the house was noisy, she’d head upstairs or into another room to be alone. I wonder if the measure of…
It’s Friday! Time to look back a things I’m thankful for in my world this week with a Friday’s Fave Five post. This is kind of a mush-mash post with good things melded together. I think that’s okay. 🙂 Gerry and I have been Moose Jaw residents for six months today. We’re on the home…
We’re awaiting the delivery of a lot of pea gravel. Some number of yards, Gerry tells me. It doesn’t compute in my brain, but I know it’s going to be a lot, so we’ll stick with that. Right now, he’s in the garage assembling a second wheelbarrow he picked up this morning at Canadian Tire…