The second wave of summer visitors arrived, my sister and her family. While they were here: We explored very high places: Got caught in tight spaces: Geocachers left no traces: Arrghhh, self portrait faces: "Yes, Bocce!" the Grace says: The end.  

This summer's beginning, although not consistent weather-wise, meant family time. With regard to the weather, it reminds me of a similar season, when my girls were little. Canada Day weekend, sitting by a pool, me clothed in Goretex, clutching an umbrella. The kids? Mercilessly immersed in swimming lessons. It was July after all. Those girls,…

Once upon a time there was a family. The mother of the family opened her backpack and discovered the LCD screen of her little camera smashed. Oopsie.  The mother called one of her daughters to share her woe. "That's OK, Mom, I dropped my MacBook." Oopsie."It still works but is dented and closes wonkily." Then…

For Father's Day an observation regarding today's dads. So different from the Leave it to Beaver days, much more involved. The non-profit for which I work includes Childcare Resource and Referral services. We have an increasing number of fathers taking responsibility for day care arrangements.  So one day, I'm on a crowded bus. Two guys,…

Not much progress in the rib department. It is a slow area of the body to heal as they don't get any rest due to the need to expand when breathing and occasional bodily induced setbacks such as sneezing and coughing. A workweek in Toronto, complete with 4.75 hour flights and luggage lifting, slowed the…

I could have called this one Oops I Did It Again, but that it far too common a blog post title, usually referring to a project the second time around. Not for me. I Did It Again refers to falling while wearing perfectly sensible shoes travelling on foot at a reasonably moderate speed. I'll turn…

Please excuse my absence. Grant writing season has been extended this year like our endless winter into spring. And my personal life has been wrapped up in paperwork excitement, the good part of which includes a group purchase of a place in warmer climes. More on that when it's a done deal.  I cleaned out…

What is that look? What are those eyes saying? And what are these eyes saying: That's Chompers, my daughter's cat, and that glow on the floor is really from his eyes.  

More colours of spring: Evening cherry trees in my son's neighbourhood. They're a month late! Another Crescent Moon and Zauberball. Vancouver's famous Elms of East 6th Avenue. Save our Elms! Pattern: Citron  I'm #6785 to post this on Ravelry. Yarn: Malabrigo Lace (1 skein) and I'm 13,975th to use this yarn on Ravelry. Nothing like being…

Apologies for the delay, I'm still here, buried under grant writing deadlines. Working in the non-profit world of severe funding cuts, my job has degenerated to filling out forms – funding applications and their subsequent accountability forms. It's not as fun as it used to be. The good part? The people I work with makes…