Don't know what got into us. Four of us, three aged 60 more or less, came to the decision to hike the Juan de Fuca Marine Trail on the west coast of Vancouver Island. You may have heard of the West Coast Trail, the well known BC extreme trek. Well this is the geographical continuation…

…I will have finished hiking three days of the Juan de Fuca Marine Trail. Hopefully. It started out as the five day plan, but given the terrain of day two, and one year out from last summer's fractured ankle that refused to heal, three days seems more do-able.  However, Dave, of Blogless Marsha fame, and their…

The weather and me. In terms of weather it's a lovely complaint to have in this usually cool, dank rain forest. When it comes to me I can usually cope, but the combination of the two produces painting time.  Black Oak in snow. There's something about painting snow when it's too hot to knit. Off…

Further to my last post, this is what I learned as a promoter's mother: First of all, in my own home I was asked, "Do you work for Spry Bry (his professional name)? No, I'm his mother. Like this is his house and I'm his employee. I guess motherhood feels that way sometimes.  Band members,…

Last week: "Mom, I'm bringing in a band from France. Can they park their vehicle at our house?" This morning, phone rings: "Howdy, Maam, this is Uncle Don, you ready for a 48 foot rock and roll bus at your house?" "Bryaannntttt???!!! Bus arrives, as big as the house.  Knock on door, in steps tour…

  Today, first it's a kitty blog:  To confuse matters, the cat's name is Monkey. There's yarn in there so that counts as knitting content. He's not ours, my yarn was at his house for a visit. And a foodie and friends blog: That's Blogless Marsha, more knitting content. It's not pictured, but she's working on…

On the topic of creativity I'm finding the secret for satisfaction is a dedicated area. Now I 've taken over two rooms, one for knitting supplies and one for painting. God help me when we have to downsize. Right now everything is organized and handy, no digging in closets or buried containers. Pure luxury. Scheduled…

Back in the knitting saddle, the finger healed to a point where you can hardly see where eight stitches lived. The tip is numb to the touch, but it works for knitting. At long last I've started Taize, a project of Angie's that I've admired for years, putting my second Pashmina purchase to good use.…

The frustration being the inability to post from my IPad. Hey Apple, what's up with that? On to the festivities. We celebrated Ms. M's Master's in Medical Physics: Had Father's Day brunch at Calgary's Danish Canadian Club: Packed in lots of family time with the favourite grandchild. I do believe there's special privilege in being…

Life seems to wierdify weekly. Quite the year we've had. Despite the loss of Gracee  I'm still taking my daily walk to the local dog park to watch the dear tail wagging beasts and their owners. As if by magic one Friday, a Scottie appeared, something I had never seen in all the years I've walked…