This week has gone by in a blur of both the expected and unexpected, with a healthy measure of good things and a dose of not-so-good. I’m kinda glad it’s over. I had a coffee visit with a woman who, as a teenager, lived with my birth sister’s family for a few years here in…
It’s a tad tardy this year, but spring has sprung here in south Saskatchewan. We spend most of the afternoon outside yesterday and it is glorious. The melt is in full force and that means it’s mud season too. I slip and fall in it when Gerry and I are walking in the field at…
“Oh, hello!” My first glance out of the window in my office reveals feather-like flakes falling from the sky and a world that is, once again, white. Snow is different here than it was in B.C. It truly is like feathers and, with the addition of prairie wind, drifts are created that look like sculptured…
It’s the last weekend before the official start of spring. Any way you slice it, in whatever part of the country you live—that’s cause to celebrate. Even here in Saskatchewan, we’re feeling it. After last weekend’s storm (when Cranky Old Man Winter gave his all for one last blizzardy blast), I believe the worst is…
It’s late Saturday afternoon as I write this. Gerry and I have had a busy day. First thing this morning, I finally organized my art area, thanks to the new cabinets he assembled yesterday. After that, we puttered and organized our downstairs storage rooms, and came away feeling like we had really accomplished something. Then…
Every evening this week when I close the curtains in my west-facing woman cave, I have seen two bright planets. A little research tells me they are Jupiter and Venus. I’m not especially interested in astronomy but, as with many things in the natural world, the appearance of the two brilliant lights so close to…