My journal entry, dated July 28 1998, states that Spencer drew a picture of the airplane and wrote one long sentence that had no punctuation. We were on our way to England for a family reunion and I felt that writing about the experience would be a good idea but I quickly gave up that idea but I am pleased to report that, 21 years later, my son was excited to write up and submit this blog post. Continue reading
It’s been close to 25+ years since Ron and I spent any time together in Banff National Park. We spent a lot of time reminiscing and grasping at straws about previous trips. Alas some of the details seem a bit vague.
Something things haven’t changed we noted as we hiked, biked and drove around. Other things have radically changed. Continue reading
I wanted to call it the perfect storm (almost) until I looked up the definition and then I realized that didn’t fit. Now I’m lost for a title and an analogy. Late into the evening I stuck on a rather Continue reading
I’ve blogged lots about balance as it relates to mental challenges. I’ve blogged about cancer and mental health. I’ve never blogged about Continue reading
Last night’s rain preempted a gravel bike ride, that would have pushed me hard, with two friends who have inspired me. They have been, in turn, inspired by two friends.
Let me set the scene for you. It’s full of people with inspiration, courage, energy, sadness and hope. Continue reading
I am extremely excited to bring you the first GUEST BLOG POST about our National Parks. For me it’s like a triple win; a Saskatchewan park, the wide open prairies (my spiritual space) and written by an inspiring young woman who is a mover and a shaker. Someone I am lucky enough to call my friend and who, with only a tiny bit of encouragement dove into writing about her Parks Canada experience. Continue reading
I am most definitely not having a staycation. By it’s very definition it doesn’t describe what I’ve done in my week “off”.
This first week off is always spent balancing between full on construction work (more on that later in the other blog) and gardening. The peas, beans and raspberries are all ready so I’m squeezing in picking and processing around loads of mortar mixed and rocks set. Add some laundry, house cleaning (well only a tiny tiny tiny little bit of that to be honest) and some financial catch up and hat has filled almost every moment of my first 7 days off.
I did make time to go to Lathey Pool with my baby and her baby. Outdoor swimming, followed by an ice cream sundae at the 8th street DQ, was a summer tradition for well over a decade at our house. My friend discovered Spencer’s first tooth at George Ward Pool. Alyssa’s first set of swimming lessons was at Lathey pool — apparently it looks a lot smaller as an adult than as a child! We had a lovely time introducing Baby A to swimming. She likes it a lot better than the tub apparently.
Soccer and biking (last official ride of the season) have both put in an appearance this week and a couple of evenings by the fire pit were lovely. But no other staycation type activities as it always seems like there is a lot of work to catch up on.
BUT before you give me the gears about not slowing down to smell the roses know that a)I love time in the garden and the kitchen, b)time spent at home, to me, is quality time cause I’m pretty darn lucky with where I live and c)we have something else planned for next week and d)I find beauty where I look.
So stay tuned for the big reveal on The Home Page of 1918 Eaton’s Eager Blog . Exciting times!!
I’ve wanted to do this since we moved to our big wide open prairie space. It’s crazy that it’s taken 8 years to make it happen. I guess the stars were finally aligned although really it was more of a wind, ice and snow factor that played a role.
Yesterday’s actual event was conceived on a late cold December night, the result of a lot of fun and laughter. Continue reading
“But it’s a dry cold they say” which is true. But spending 6+ hours outside in -29 requires the right clothes, a bit of a crazy mindset and a love Continue reading
There were some “has beens”, a wannabe and some with skill. There was a huge variety of levels but the common goal Continue reading