OK, my last post was May 29. Really. Where, oh, where does the time go? And why can’t I get some sort of regular posting going? Oh well. They say it’s the thought that counts, and I sure think a lot about posting!! Today I thought that perhaps I could post in point form, to make it a bit easier. We’ll see how it works!
1. It’s still raining. Well, we haven’t had any rain today (yet – knock on wood!), and it was hot, hot, hot. Just what we need. The crops are growing like crazy. The peas have been blooming forever, so there should be lots of pods on. The flax has just started blooming – such a pretty wave of blue in the mornings. If someone – ahem – could get her butt out of bed early enough, there could be pictures! Everything is about two weeks behind, but if we can get a long, frost-free fall, we’re good to go!
2. We bought a camper, and we are now “lake people”. Why oh why did we wait so long to do this?? It is just so relaxing to have nothing to do, nowhere to go, and NO PHONE! Well, Clem has his Blackberry, and even got a cell phone booster to try, but he has always been just a little different. To each his own. As he says, I read books, he reads his phone. Point taken. Derek LOVES being at the lake. We spent a few days at Meota campground on Jackfish Lake, where he did a little fishing off the pier. He caught a couple, too, but he doesn’t like to touch them, so he goes through quite a bit of tackle! Then we moved the camper over to Atton’s Lake, which is smaller and quieter, but quite lovely. The Prescotts have a cabin there, so we got to visit Mildred, who lives there year-round, and is doing very well in her 88th year. (She mentioned that quite a few times, so I thought I would throw it in here.) Her grandson is just older than Derek, and they renewed their friendship. Derek even spent a couple of nights at the cabin. Rus took them tubing, the highlight of Derek’s holiday, I think. Well, that and Toby’s 14-year-old female friend in the bikini.
3. Adam ran into a little bad luck just before he graduated (yes, I know it’s hard to believe, but I have a son old enough to graduate!!), and is now walking for a year rather than driving. He has moved into a house in town with a buddy of his, and comes out to help with the farming. He’s put quite a few hours on the tractor trying to keep the weeds down on the summerfallow, which isn’t easy, having to work between rains. He is still trying to decide what he’ll do in the fall. I have quit asking, since I just get dizzy trying to keep up with all the ideas. I figure I’ll find out when he asks for the money he’ll inevitably need.
Cousin Tracy took some casual grad photos at the farm – I love them.
4. Stephen has a summer job at a camp three hours out of Fort Nelson, BC. He works two weeks straight, and then is home for two weeks. He just got back from the first shift. I’ll let you know how it went as soon as he decides to talk to us again (that’s what happens when you tick off a 16-year-old) or when he is actually home long enough to say anything.