Summer Sunday Snap Chat

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”. 

Bernie 

Ps I know this isn’t snap chat but that’s what I called my little chat that went with the snapped pictures! 

Preempted Post 

Tonight’s post about life in the raspberry patch was preempted by the storm that blew in. After a day with a crazy hot temperature it wasn’t a big surprise. The bonus was that this one actually hit us and we got some RAIN! 








  A small part of the evening was spent opening windows to allow the breeze in. Storm side ones were not quite closed quickly enough and so those window sills were then wiped down. The storm then swung around and hit us from the other side while we weren’t watching which now means that 90% of the window sills in the house are clean. Bonus areas cleaned included the floors under the radiators. On the down side there are no windows open because it is raining and it’s like mega hot in our house. Raspberry lemonade to the rescue! 


Tomorrow evening perhaps you will read the musings of a raspberry picker. I hope you enjoy all the pictures. 

Bernie 

Canada 150 Park Pass – Take 3

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.

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The Reluctant Mason  

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.

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My Focus 

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.

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