This grandparenting gig is exhausting to say the least. And, it is a good kind of tiredness. I don’t know who gets more tired, the grandparents or the grandchildren. Yesterday we took the two littles [three and five] to a swimming pool that has so much to entertain young ones. We made multiple trips up winding staircases to quickly descend waterslides, several visits to a variety of hot pools, bouncing around in the main pool when it turned into a…
The last little pieces are being cut and placed in the garage. I am using scrap pieces as the “look” is irrelevant. Function is the main objective. After all, I live in a small town and it really is just a garage. And probably more important, I am a senior citizen who is frugal. One wall, a short wall, has three different materials on the wall. One section is drywall, another section is cheap panelling, and the third is 3/8…
I am on the last stages of the garage fix-up. This afternoon, I was cutting the last of the boards as the sky began to darken. With the final cut, I felt the first drops of rain. I had just enough time to take in the saw and the rest of my tools before the storm descended with rain and then hail. Since it was time for some tea, I welcomed the break. The last two boards will be put…
As usual, I began the day with coffee. I have to admit that I am addicted to coffee for the morning. Though it froze last night, once the sun hit the corner by my garden shed, the temperature was bearable. With coffee and then breakfast done in this corner, it was time for me to get to work on my various projects. First up was to take the bedding plants out of the garage and place them on the pathway…
The forecast isn’t the best for Saturday and World Naked Gardening Day, so I decided to turn the garden with my small tiller today. It was a six-hour task to turn the garden making sure that the mulch was well blended. A bit of the garden was still wet and will have to wait for a while. That part of the garden will be planted in potatoes so it isn’t as critical to till it according to my wife who…
The sun is out and there are hopes that it will climb into double digits today. Regardless, there are chores that need doing in our back yard and I am loathe to put on clothing if not 100% necessary. Cleaning off the deck is first on the list as we will be having company come in the late afternoon. Ordinary life means ordinary tasks. I once heard a description of what awareness means that bares repeating here. A wise man,…
It’s -2 Celsius with a feels like temperature of -7 because of wind. The rain water in the blue barrel is full and has frozen. I adapted and hooked on a different spout to move rain water into an alternate barrel, an old hot water tank. Saving rain water is vital for our garden. Once the alternate tank is filled, I’ll add on to the spout to have the water go directly to the rose garden. Nothing is growing yet,…
Yesterday, it was more like early spring with the temperature climbing to 8° Celsius by the afternoon. This morning, the wind is howling at 50+ km/hr winds out of the north and snow is falling. It’s a good day to remain indoors. Needless to say, I didn’t spend any longer than necessary time to have this image captured. The challenge was there. One of the things I have come to realise is the fact that if we play it safe, we…
Well, I didn’t go for a free-hike as I had hoped though I did manage a bit of clothing-free time before turning back for the return half of my 8 kilometre hike yesterday. The sun never did break through the thick cloud cover which cast a gloomy mood on the day. Despite the dreariness of the skies, I walked at a good pace until I met with mud on an old dirt road. At that point, I was forced to…
The feminine brings life out of darkness. Life is conceived deep within the goddess Gaia. But is isn’t just her power to give birth. She has the power to draw in the masculine who plants the seeds that will gestate and then flourish when finally emerging from the darkness into the light. A man is drawn in like a moth drawn to a solitary light in the darkness. The goddess swallows the essence of a man, not the man himself….