I stopped at the local cemetery the other day, just ’cause it was a quiet, peaceful day, and because I was in an introspective mood, I guess. There are many stops to make there. My mom’s parents, four of her siblings, two of her brothers-in-law, Clem’s parents, his grandparents, his great-grandfather, various aunts and uncles,
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Scratchings in the Dirt
After the mist
The mornings have been so damp and dewy this summer. Sometimes there is a mist in the distance and hovering over the dugout. Feels a little like Scotland! One morning after the sun chased away the fog, I looked out the window and saw a fairy garden – so out I went with the camera!
Progress??
I’m grumpy this morning. I got up early to work in the garden before going to work (haha – catch that? Work before work??). I’ve always loved working outside in the early morning (once I actually get out there, that is – my bed is awfully comfy!) – the quiet, the birds singing, the ducks
Quick Takes
1. I am a working woman. Like, a real job, where you get a paycheck and benefits and things like that. I am the new office administrator at Arrow Reload, a new facility in town that transloads oil from trucks into railcars. I wasn’t exactly looking for a job, but a friend told me about
My dad
My dad gave us a scare the other day. His heart apparently decided that beating at a normal, regular rate was just not cool, and adopted a rather fast and syncopated rhythm. Turns out that’s not very good for you. After a few days of good care and doctoring in the Lethbridge Hospital, he is