Sunday, October 28, 2012

Trick or treat

Halloween is in a couple days. Looks like mother nature is playing a trick. Brrr

Friday, October 26, 2012


I love to come home to a smiling face after a run. This was in my driveway yesterday. It was naturally occurring. I did not arrange it that way. In fact I ran over it and had to go back to see if I really did see what I thought I did. I keep hearing Uncle Kracker singing Smile.

Thursday, October 25, 2012

Almost frozen

Winter has come early to northern Alberta. On the way home from running today I heard a beaver slap a warning to all his beaver friends. So the creek is not quite frozen yet.

Thursday, October 18, 2012

So far so good.

See that little clump of stuff down in the valley. That's my place and I'm two miles away. Now to get back there. At least it's all downhill from here.

Monday, October 15, 2012

Sunday, October 14, 2012

Beauty and grace

When I was young I could do this. But I never could make it look as easy and graceful as this beauty does.

Saturday, October 13, 2012

Evidence of Bigfoot

We live a mile down a dead end road. There are no other residences in that mile. Look what I found half a mile from my house. Eek maybe the girls were right. And he DOES exist.

Thursday, October 4, 2012

Lighten the load

I have been working out and trying to eat right. To date I have lost 31 pounds. Here I set this up to give myself a visual aid to see what it really looks like. Now this is roughly what 31 pounds of groceries looks like. Notice I put that pound of fat on top. In my mind I usually measure mentally with 10 pound bags of potatoes. Now that's a lot of spuds.

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Something borrowed, something blue

I remember being chest high to the dresser and running my fingers lovingly over this piece of jewelry in my granny's room, I thought it was the prettiest thing I'd ever seen as I turned it this way and that to catch the light. I wore it on my wedding day, my oldest daughter wore it on her wedding day. And last month my youngest daughter, Julie wore while her and Tom made their vows. A tradition that speaks to me of love, honor, and family support. Somehow I think my granny was smiling down and blessing us all. I can't help wonder if my daughters will pin this to their girls dresses with the blessing of generations past.