Tag: afternoon

  • Seasons of Change

    Seasons of Change

    I’m tired. I’ll just start off with that because that’s my overriding feeling right now. I’m thankful that Miss Molly slept well from the first night we brought her home—no issues there at all. A lack of sleep is not the reason I’m tired. It’s the constant go, go, go that having a puppy requires.…

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  • Black and White

    Black and White

    It’s gray. Clouds this time, not smoke, but the effect is similar. There’s a slight chance of rain tonight and tomorrow. It’s dry here in Saskatchewan and we could really use the rain. I fear whatever falls won’t be nearly enough, though. Gerry and I are just back from a walk in the Wakamow Valley,…

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  • Where Has the Week Gone?

    Where Has the Week Gone?

    It’s Saturday afternoon, and we’re just back from walking in the Wakamow Valley. Gerry was there earlier on an inaugural wander with a few folks on what he hopes is the start of a Moose Jaw hiking club (Who saw that one coming?). Moose Jaw is holding its annual Sidewalk Days event, which translates into…

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  • Wakamow

    Wakamow

    We walk trails—both new and familiar—wandering in mostly silence, being present in this place. It is hot and I wish I had brought my water bottle stead of leaving it in the car. We stop to rest on a weathered wooden bench—or rather, I do. He could walk for hours without feeling winded, but makes…

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  • Gifts

    Gifts

    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…

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  • Do You Want To Go To The Spa?

    Do You Want To Go To The Spa?

    It’s raining. Not so much cats and dogs as deer and antelope. Real rain. Prairie rain. The overflow on our rain barrel pours into a row of lilacs. My little garden beds drink it in. There are unconfirmed reports of the first tornado of the season south of us and pictures of funnel clouds posted…

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