I’m feeling a bit over, as in overextended, overwhelmed, overburdened, and really over the pain I’m dealing with in my foot. Nothing serious and nothing in particular just lots on my mind, plates in the air, and a 14-week-old puppy who is as sweet and cute as can be and who has turned out house…
Tag: memories
Mid-July . . . and a nod to the girl I was and the woman I am
After morning watering, I harvested the first of many Sugar Plum tomatoes from the garden and plucked the first cucumber from the vine. I had already picked a bowl of green beans and tucked them in the fridge. After tomorrow’s picking, I’ll snap, blanch, and tuck them away in the freezer for winter. Our upright…
Where I’m From
I’m restless today. The project that has consumed much of my time lately, Living Liminal: A Slice of Pandemic Life, is about to be released into the world and I feel at loose ends. Conventional publishing wisdom would have me already switched into marketing mode by this point, but I decided long ago that this…
Moose Javians
Gerry and I have been Moose Jaw residents for two months today. This morning, we reflected on what we were doing two months ago at this time and agreed——we were busy! We took possession of our new home at 9:30 a.m. and by the time we got there, our mover was already waiting for us….
Bye Bye BC
Well, not just yet. But we enjoyed a family dinner with Gerry’s siblings and their spouses on Sunday in honour of our pending move to Saskatchewan. I’m pretty sure it was the first time we all got together before you-know-what so it was especially good to gather again. We intentionally arrived in Vernon early—in part…