The calendar reminds me that the days are getting shorter. This wheat field is a visual that reinforces that.
The sunshine hours are so precious and I’m always happy when I’m outside “puttering”. Both the veggie and the flower garden are a source of food and beauty.
When I’m not puttering I’m usually beside the mason working on the rock wall. I have a love hate relationship with rocks because after three years of back and arm strengthening work I’m like so “over it” but I can still see the beauty in the rocks.
The beauty in the next picture is more than skin deep which is good because the skin is messy! First encounter with an Arrowroot biscuit and while she really enjoyed it the result ensured a bath at Gran’s house.Whether it’s with the camera or your memory it’s good to focus on the positives and the beauty in life. It’s far too easy to get weighted down with all the negatives and the “busy”.
Ps I know this isn’t snap chat but that’s what I called my little chat that went with the snapped pictures!
I promise you we weren’t rowdy and we were law-abiding (more on that later in a different post). It turns out you don’t even really need a Parks Canada pass to enjoy the beauty of this setting.
I strongly suspect that the local population rarely remember how Continue reading
The blog once again becomes the holding place for our progress on all projects relating to our 1918 Eaton’s catalogue house. This is hard to decide if it is a Continue reading
It’s seems like a strange title but it does have a relevance to this post and to life in general.
A few weeks ago we were having a Continue reading
We have put the wall to bed, so to speak. The head stone mason called it a Continue reading
This would be the perfect title for a book about a young English lad in the Middle Ages who deperately wanted to be a knight but who was from a peasant background. A distant relative was the head stone mason at the local cathedral and so his lot in life was cast to go there. It could spin on about his eventual legacy of work because his uncle dies and he becomes a significant figure in the completion of the cathedral.
But alas it is really just a post about the Continue reading
It seems rather fitting that my last post of the “year long blogging” is about the house as that’s why I started blogging in the first place. Continue reading
A night “on the town” had me thinking about doing a post about loud music, sore throats from yelling, varicose veins and generally how the body does start to deteriorate a bit as we age. But that’s not the post I’m doing as I decided that I could find a story I would rather share.
The incessant Continue reading
During the rain delay day Ron and I did a bit of exciting Continue reading