August 1 was anniversary number 55 for Chris and I. We were tentatively planning a short trip to Moose Jaw where it all started. But that was for later. Today we were taking Chris's serger to a sewing machine repair shop in Saskatoon. The serger had sat in one place in her sewing room for … Continue reading Lows and highs of August
Stories from my life
In those days there were no meetings in the workplace . . .
My thought here is an adaptation of a verse that is repeated a number of times in the book of Judges in the Bible: "In those days there was no king in Israel: every man did that which was right in his own eyes." It is a wonderful thing when men do what they firmly … Continue reading In those days there were no meetings in the workplace . . .
Scattered thoughts on a rainy Saturday morning
A few years ago I complained to my doctor about the arthritic pains I feel at times. His response was: "Well, you're eighty years old. What do you expect?" (In defense of my doctor, my arthritis pains have never come to stay in any particular joint, they come and go in different places.) Perhaps Saskatchewan … Continue reading Scattered thoughts on a rainy Saturday morning
The road home is always shorter
We left home Thursday afternoon to get to Carrot River for the last day of school at Pasquia Hills Christian School. This wasn't only the end of a school term, it was the end of our granddaughter Tami's three years of teaching there. She has other plans for the coming fall and winter. We stopped … Continue reading The road home is always shorter
The Ideal Spouse
Most of us approach marriage with a clear picture in our mind of the characteristics of our ideal spouse. The person we marry never completely fits that picture, but we are sure that with a little coaching and prodding from us, he or she will soon become everything we had imagined. Blessed is the man, … Continue reading The Ideal Spouse
Memories of Christmases past
December 24, 1955. At 11:15 PM my parents and I got into our old GMC half ton and drove into town and through it to the little white Anglican church on the north side. I was driving, even though I was only thirteen, almost fourteen. An RCMP constable attended this church, too, but he carefully … Continue reading Memories of Christmases past
Learning to love winter in Canada
Image by paolafrangella from Pixabay Two weeks ago there was no snow on the ground. The next week we had two dumps of snow, totalling 50 cm or more. Several times this week overnight temperatures have fallen to -30° C. No doubt about it, this is winter, even if it isn’t even December yet. Thursday this week I … Continue reading Learning to love winter in Canada
Snow and medical appointments
Winter was unwanted and uninvited, but it came anyway. We knew it was coming, but this wasn't a convenient time. It never is. We went from black to white on Monday, with a 20 cm snowfall. I had an appointment with my eye doctor the next day, and I had to keep it, even if … Continue reading Snow and medical appointments
Grandpa’s musings
We got home last night from a visit to our granddaughter Tami and the congregation at Carrot River. This morning I got up at 7:30 and prepared to face the day, then sat down at my computer and almost made a serious error in bookkeeping for a client. The light dawned on me in time … Continue reading Grandpa’s musings
kisiskāciwani-sīpiy
In the Cree tongue kisiskāciwani-sīpiy means swift flowing river. It was the name they gave to the largest river system of our province. Newcomers to the region struggled with the eight syllable tag and eventually reduced them to four: Saskatchewan. The North and South Saskatchewan Rivers are 350 km apart when they enter the province … Continue reading kisiskāciwani-sīpiy
Flatlander Faith 