Bittersweet supper

We had our first family supper last weekend. It was just as wonderful as one can imagine. The noise and motion that comes with 7 large dogs, 6 adults and 2 littles. It was so wonderful and yet, sadly, bittersweet.

Covid in the Rearview mirror

The names roll into my head long before the road sign shows what town is next. The new shingles here or the added grain bins there stand out in my mind. I’ve been on this same trip literally dozens of times. But not since the pandemic and that in itself is what makes it feel a bit like a foreign world.

#Sundaystills Right out My Door

I was going to skip this last week for a large number of reasons (and indeed may be already too late to link up) with the Sunday stills theme of the great outdoo

But…this week the theme was front and center at Nan’s house. I had enrolled my “littles” in at Timbernook for a session called “Little Wild Ones”.  This international outdoor school has a location literally right across the road from me; 1.5 km down a big hill. Our outdoor adventure included getting there.

Fav Combo for #Sundaystills

This has to have been the easiest #Sundaystills post to pull together EVER! My kids (and their spouses) and all the pets. Now technically the cows in the second picture are not pets in the usual sense but we get a lot of enjoyment out of watching them. The dogs have changed over the years and the kids have left home while the grandchildren change all the time. But what doesn’t change is how this is it. The important things in my life distilled down into one post.

Friday’s Finest

Pizza night usually equals Friday night family & friends time. The kitchen is full of noise, toppings and hands reaching for this and that. The beer flows and, if we are lucky, supper is eaten on the patio.

That kind of night seems like a very old memory. I know, I know, it’s only been 14 months. Life will resume but it won’t be this summer. So I decided I needed to lighten my mood and post something that isn’t introspect and morose depressing grumpy. It falls in line with a new fun blogging challenge called “what’s on your plate”. No categories and no real rules; just bloggers connecting during this eat alone at home time.

Half a life time

He cast a shy sideways glance at the elderly man riding in the scooter.

Puzzle Nixed

I nixed the puzzle on the dining room table in favour of having room for a sit down family supper tomorrow. It’s hard to imagine but our last family meal was on the shared birthdays a year ago on February 28.

2 the Moon

Instead of the theme “2 the moon” it felt like we might as well be on the moon. Another wee one’s birthday celebrated in the great outdoors. The public health orders not lifted as some of us had anticipated and so add one more thing to the  Covid19 casualty list.

A ray of sunshine

I rarely plan my posts ahead of time. They just appear, as if by magic, into my head. The thoughts are usually in one theme and headed in a straight forward direction. Rarely are they philosophical or “flowy” in how they tie together a concept and the reality of daily living. Perhaps today I can manage that so I am going to interrupt Charlotte  (once again).

Whimsical Win

The phone rang shortly before lunch, an odd enough occurence for sure. The caller though someone I often speak with. She calls me her second mom as I helped guide her through some formative times. Now a dozen years later we still keep in touch regularly. The call promoted a string of events.