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
Goodbye Summer
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
Tasty Things That Go ‘Pop!’ in the Night
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
Channeling My Inner Hippie
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
the eighth plague
Earlier this week I drove to Fraser Lake. It was a beautiful hot and sunny day, so I got a lovely sunburn on my left arm and the left side of my face; only the left side, you know how that is. I had exited the house in such a hurry that I failed to … Continue reading the eighth plague
A Very Merry Un-birthday to Me!
It's somewhere past 10 o'clock on July 2nd and I'm excited to hear the putt-putt of SweetEsther pulling into the driveway at last. The day before, I had put my husband on a plane, headed to Vancouver to bring our 1982 Westfalia home from the Volkswagon mechanic where she had spent the past month getting … Continue reading A Very Merry Un-birthday to Me!
Drowning
When I was five, I drowned. I didn't die, of course. I was standing chin deep in the cool, gently undulating water of Fraser Lake and I could feel my feet lifting from the sandy bed beneath me. My arms begin grabbing for something, anything to keep me from moving with the water, but I … Continue reading Drowning
No Matter What …
Trying to make peace with an experience that disrupted my equilibrium recently. This is what came to me, this is what brought me peace, if not resolution. May we always follow the way of love, no matter what... Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on … Continue reading No Matter What …
The Sales Call
The doorbell rings. My husband leaves the hole he is repairing in the floor (where the chimney used to be) and goes to answer it. I can hear him talking to someone and I assume it is a neighbour. Elise, he calls, can you come out here? It's a sales rep from a home security company - … Continue reading The Sales Call
Dream On
A couple weeks ago, we drove SweetEsther (our 1982 Westfalia) to Vancouver and left her in some capable hands to have her engine overhauled. We did a little camping on the way and took advantage of the trip to visit with some of the friends we left behind when we moved up north to Vanderhoof. … Continue reading Dream On
SweetEsther Chronicles 