I’ve finally returned home and expect to stay here for another ten days when I will travel to marry one of my grandsons. Earlier this year I got certification as a Marriage Commissioner at the request of my eldest grandson as he wanted me to officiate at his wedding. Now, grandson number two wants the same thing and his wedding will be happening two weekends from now. This adds a certain kind of awe to my role of being a grandfather. I mean, just how many grandfathers get to marry grandchildren by request?
Yesterday, I went for a walk in the countryside, a nine-and-a-half kilometre effort in hot sunshine. The first part of the walk was along a flat field that had just been harvested. Two kilometres later, I got to walk the hills, my favourite place to walk on the prairies. Hiking in general has been spotty during August because of too many other activities. I barely walked more that 100 km for the month. Hopefully September will be better. It all depends upon the weather. I do hope to get out for three more free-hikes before next week, a good way to start a new month.
Today I am in the city, not walking, as I have to replace my hearing aids. That is an expense that I will willing bare as hearing is important to me, especially being able to hear my grandchildren (youngest are three and five), morning birds while I drink early morning coffee in the back yard, and not miss out on all the words of wisdom from my wife of 51 years. Our anniversary was just a few days ago.