Spring break has begun! Being home provides an opportunity to clean the house and clear out the clutter. Today was warm enough to open the patio doors and let the dogs enjoy the sunny deck. Finally some sunshine and plus 12. Recycling of cardboard complete. Mulch was sent to the town compost bin thanks to my two sons. 7 bags yesterday and 6 more today. This spending time at home routine is hard work! Managed to dust, vacuum and scrub some of the winter away. Lets hope it stays that way for quite some time.
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Gone were the pedestrians shopping for ice cream. Instead creamy banks of snow pushed their way up to the windows and roofs of the cabins.
At the edge of the lake the snow crystals are as smooth as sand. It is almost a believable beach scene until you step out of the vehicle and are greeted with a chilling wind that is well known to the people of the Pincher Creek and Waterton area.
Victoria Day weekend the shops will open up and I hope to come back and enjoy this serene location once more.
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Saturday, March 3, 2012
Love n Peas
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Time Flies!!
Wow It has been a while since I posted. I guess I have been working on my work themed blog on education and have let my home life blogging laps! Balance is everything. My mission this week is to simplify and connect things to be able to keep it all in "one pile" so to speak!!
Friday, July 8, 2011
Calgary Stampede Pride
As the Royal Couple attend the Calgary Stampede Parade and festivities today I reflect on the past.
No I am not one to enjoy crowds in the heart of the city but family traditions come to mind when thinking of this annual celebration. My grandparents being pioneers in Alberta always had a special spot and were included in the parade. They took us to the grande stand festivities on occasion where we watched my cousin Pam dance with the Young Canadians. My favorite part of Stampede is to check out the animals in the barns. My mom told me that when I was little I used to sleep in the straw of the cattle liner while my dad showed angus for the family farm. Now as my cousin's son Patrick leads the Highlander Band with his bag pipes for the first time in the parade my heart swells with pride knowing that Granddad and ancestors before him, including Alexander McBride who served as Mayor of Calgary when you could walk your cow down main street,would be proud of the family legacy that continues to celebrate the city of Calgary and the great province of Alberta that we know and love.
No I am not one to enjoy crowds in the heart of the city but family traditions come to mind when thinking of this annual celebration. My grandparents being pioneers in Alberta always had a special spot and were included in the parade. They took us to the grande stand festivities on occasion where we watched my cousin Pam dance with the Young Canadians. My favorite part of Stampede is to check out the animals in the barns. My mom told me that when I was little I used to sleep in the straw of the cattle liner while my dad showed angus for the family farm. Now as my cousin's son Patrick leads the Highlander Band with his bag pipes for the first time in the parade my heart swells with pride knowing that Granddad and ancestors before him, including Alexander McBride who served as Mayor of Calgary when you could walk your cow down main street,would be proud of the family legacy that continues to celebrate the city of Calgary and the great province of Alberta that we know and love.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Happy New Year Everyone!
It's day one minus the sugar rush. (Yes I know it is January 5th already! Give me a break!) Chinook winds bring on the headache! Caffeine I need you now!
So I dropped off the knitting needles and a ball of yarn to my Grandma who is 100 years old. Her dining companion stated,"She can't hear you!" "It's me Caron." "She can't see you!"She retorted when Grandma got my name wrong. "Heck no! She's just punishing me for not visiting more often!"
So I dropped off the knitting needles and a ball of yarn to my Grandma who is 100 years old. Her dining companion stated,"She can't hear you!" "It's me Caron." "She can't see you!"She retorted when Grandma got my name wrong. "Heck no! She's just punishing me for not visiting more often!"
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