Slowly Emerging

I had wanted to do an emerging post with the theme about how your children and grandchildren emerge whole but their personalities take shape over time. But then somehow the post Half a life time grew out of some of those thoughts and other things just didn’t gel the way I saw them, aka the words didn’t want to come.

Half a life time

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

Washing Day

It started innocently enough with a game of hide and dust. The wee ones chattered away to hiding spots in other rooms and I counted loudly while dusting quickly. There was laughter and giggles about being found or not even hiding but just running into other rooms. This was followed with a game of chase the vacuum or be chased by the vacuum. We then proceeded to go back to the main floor; laundry bucket in one hand and the wee lad holding my other hand. It all seems good right?

Mustering #SpringGreen

Mustering March’s green on the prairies

Is rather like herding cats

Mustering March’s green on the prairies

A bit more like an abstract

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 silhouette of four

Today we saw a silhouette of four; a cold four. Not a warm huggy four. Let me set the stage for this.

The Wishes

My eldest sent me a text yesterday asking what I would like for my birthday. Truth is that I can’t have what I want for my birthday.

GT 2020

The best way to fight the dull winter blues is to embrace winter. Which is exactly what we did this afternoon. We made time to go “GTing” with the littles. Squeals of delight and falling off on purpose. “Faster Grampa faster” I heard as I tried to snap a picture of the three of them zipping down the driveway.

No elephants here

I’ve decided to lighten it up today with a post about something meaningful to me. AND no writing about the elephant in the world as that’s all that was talked about in my work day. So without further ado here is a little something I’ve created called “My Nanna’s Garden.

Tire swings

It came to me this morning that tire swings are like love, they go around and around and around. The momentum is endless and all encompassing. A tire swing and love can make you sick or fill your heart with joy. Today there was no emesis but a heart so full of love.