We bought more candy this afternoon, in a quasi-panic moment. Good thing we did, too! It's a mild day, no rain, no snow, no snowsuits -- that's a real thing this far north, and kids aren't crazy about trick-or-treating in their snowsuits. But this evening is a lot of fun with way more kids at … Continue reading Trick of Treat!
Voting was a big deal with my father. He had strong opinions and he expressed them . . . strongly, for sure. But the biggest deal with him was not how I was voting, but that I was voting. On my 18th birthday, he was on my case to get registered with the voters list. "What if … Continue reading Useless, But Not Pointless
I walked into the Anonymous Art Show this afternoon at the Burrard Market, hoping to find a painting by one of my favourite local artists, expecting to be wowed by well-crafted landscapes, meaningful abstracts. Maggie greeted us at the door with her signature smile, bright and genuine and enthusiastic. I walked up one side of … Continue reading Tale of a Small Town Cow
I started well. When I got up this morning, Hubby had lit the pellet stove before he left the house for work, so none of that early-morning chill for me...Who am I fooling? I don't do early mornings, I barely do mornings anymore. Still, it was some degree of morning and it was cozy, instead … Continue reading All’s Well That Ends Well
September has come gently this year. Temperatures in the mid 20's (that's Celsius) and lovely, easy days. This morning I looked out the window and noted that the cottonwoods by the creek have just begun to turn. It's going to be another beautiful autumn. This summer was a weird one. No mosquitoes, no wildfire smoke, … Continue reading Goodbye Summer
It's just a little past 1 o'clock in the morning. I'm sitting here listening for the sweet sweet sound of canning jars going 'pop!' as the lids seal. That's 5 so far, and each one gives me a little thrill. They're just 7 small jars of spiced crab apples, music to my ears. … Continue reading Tasty Things That Go ‘Pop!’ in the Night
You know the old adage "what's got you so bent out of shape?" The answer is undoubtedly "two weeks on the road, living in a Westfalia!" I am not only bent, I feel downright tangled. I might have to admit that I'm getting a little long-in-the-tooth for this. We put on a lot of miles … Continue reading Channeling My Inner Hippie