I am sitting on a plastic chair in the waiting room at my granddaughter’s orthodontist. There are a handful of others occupying the same kind of chair spaced around the room; most of them are looking down at their phones. Only one man, wearing an orange reflective vest and who I estimate to be close to
The prairie wind is a-blowin' today and that, paired with a mild temperature, is doing a job on getting rid of the snow. It's tempting to believe spring is right around the corner but it's not, of course. Will we have another blast of winter in the form of bone-chilling cold and blowing snow before
It's a lovely way to spend a gray afternoon in mid-January. Having spent part of the morning menu planning, I head for a leisurely trip to the grocery store to pick up a few things. It's the first time I've gone alone since we moved, so I take the opportunity to go slow and browse—but
In the morning, we go out to run errands, and when we get home and I open the door leading from the garage into the laundry room, I expect to see my tiny dog Murphy waiting to greet me. Every time I get ready to go out, I pause, asking myself if I need to
Last week at this time, we were sitting on the back patio commenting on what a beautiful and warm day it was. We’ve enjoyed a stellar autumn so far but change is in the air. They’re forecasting the first snow of the season in Moose Jaw this weekend (wish we were already there) and, here
I haven't done a Friday's Fave Five post in a long time. It's been another week of home showings and trying to remain patient while we wait for a buyer for our home. It seems like the week has flown by in a whirlwind of shopping, staying out of the house while prospective buyers tour,
I'm stopped at a traffic light waiting for it to turn green. There's a young man—15 or 16 perhaps—on the other side of the street waiting to cross. It's about 8:45 a.m. and he's heading in the direction of the high school. Late, perhaps, as there are no other young people around and he's clutching
I don't know where the week has gone; I lost a day somewhere. This morning I had a minor medical procedure that threw the cadence of the entire day off. I'm not getting much done. Ah well. It's a wet and stormy afternoon with thunderstorms and hail forecast—the kind of day that's perfect for curling
I love my family and I also love my solitude. Right now, Laurinda is at work, Makiya and Gerry are at the gym, and I'm home alone with the dogs. I danced a little jig when the last one was out the door. The dryer is running and, save for the tap-tapping of my fingers
Grandfather and Granddaughter are at the gym, Daughter is at work, the pups are digging into an early dinner, and I've got a few minutes to pop in here and tie up the week with a post. I lost track of time this week and was certain it was Saturday when I got up this
It's early Friday afternoon as I write this and, after a busy morning, I'm ready for a break. Seems like a good time to pop in and say "hello!". I've spent the morning working on Story Circle Network business--wrapping up the blog competition (winners will be announced next week) and getting ready for the poetry