Definitely Not a Code Brown!

Inside joke for hospital workers is to take the WHMIS code brown (which stands for “in facility hazardous spill”) and make it mean something else. Any guesses?

Trailing it…

I feel incredibly blessed to have many walking trails right outside our back door and through The Gateway. Even when we lived in the city I sought out the nature walks along the river. It grounds me even if the trail is hard slugging (think tall tall grasses or deep deep snow) or hard to find (mostly cow and deer trails and sometimes they disappear). I love to take my littles on a walk and they love to go. There is always something new to see even, when one walks the same area regularly, if observant and mindful. Plus it seems I sort out a lot of mental headspace when I walk.

Glass half full? Pick me.

How many topic changes can I hit in one week? Just keep reading and find out!

#Sundaystills S’More Summer

I’m going to go for the trifecta of challenges here. The stars aligned up or the maybe it was a shooting star that bolstered productivity?

First up it’s summer. I am totally in denial that it’s only vaguely twilight at 4 am. Dusk doesn’t allow as much task or walk time as I wish but I am pretending it’s only because we eat supper so late. Which lead me to the first and second challenges. What’s on your plate in the summer?

To do or not to do…

I wiped the chalkboard clean for I was under doctor’s orders to be a couch potato for the weekend. The to-do list would have to wait.

Week(end) at Bernie’s

For years the guys at work teased me about having a Weekend at Bernie’s. About 5 years ago I finally watched the movie. Dead guys weigh a lot more than he did is all I’m going to say on that subject. As to a real weekend at Bernie’s…spoiler alert. No one died. No one was even spoilt!

This & That

I’ve been “off the wagon” so to speak in blogging. Honestly I am not sure why but we shall see if the thoughts and words can flow. It truly will  be some of this and that. Remains to be seen if I can tie it all together at the end.

Old school indeed

I wanted to make a fancy daily journal but didn’t find the items I had been looking for. So I went old school. Like as basic as it gets as I don’t even any gold stars like we got at school.

No Floral Scent

#SundayStills challenge is a real challenge here where not much is blooming at this time of year. So I decided to do a bit of a retrospective floral show with a bit of a surprise twist at the end.

An Apple a day…

I ate an apple today. It was cold, crisp and slightly sweet. Not at all like the apples of my childhood lunch box where they were warm and soft. The number of times I carried the same apple to and from school is probably fairly high. A work conversation from two school lunch packing dad’s let me know that this sort of thing is still going on. But back to my apple.