Sixty years ago a scientific study concluded that saturated fat was the primary cause of heart disease. Saturated fats are those that come from animal sources, like cream, butter and lard. That study pretty much destroyed the market for butter and lard and got most people to switch to drinking partially skimmed milk and using … Continue reading Wednesday morning gripe session
Whimsy
Things I am thankful for
Our son-in-law My wife got up early yesterday morning and had three loads of laundry done before I had my shower, and I still had hot water for my shower. I was away until mid afternoon and when I came home my wife informed me that we had no hot water. I checked things out, … Continue reading Things I am thankful for
Commencement At Villanova…
I don't know who this lady is, but that's not so important, her message struck a chord with me and I'd like to share it.
Touche pas à nos cornichons!
[Leave our pickles alone!] Alas, but it's too late. Authentic dill pickles are no longer made in Canada. My mother used to grow rows of cucumbers in her garden, plus a short row of dill. She would pick and wash the cucumbers and layer them in an earthenware crock with a few sprigs of dill … Continue reading Touche pas à nos cornichons!
Cat oneupmanship
We moved to this acreage almost 8 years ago, just us two old folks and one cat. There is a farm yard right beside our yard with a heavy stand of trees between us. Panda was basically an indoor cat, but one evening she decided to explore the great outdoors. The sun set, our bed … Continue reading Cat oneupmanship
The sedate, the frolicsome and the frantic
We have three cats and the words above describe their personalities. Panda is the oldest, we consider her to be the same age as our oldest grandson, which means that six weeks from now she will be 13. She was part of a litter discovered in an abandoned car in a back alley in Saskatoon … Continue reading The sedate, the frolicsome and the frantic
The parable of the train-chasing dog
Many years ago, in the time of small farms, one such farm was located beside a railway that connected several of the big cities of the area. The farm consisted of a number of small fields, cultivated by a small tractor, and a pasture containing a few cows and their calves. There was a little … Continue reading The parable of the train-chasing dog
The half-converted farmer
Years ago, there was a farmer in our neighbourhood who lived a simple life. He had no need of electricity, running water or a lawn mower. He didn't seem to have a need for a wife either, though it was rumoured that once long ago there had been a lady of the house. Perhaps the … Continue reading The half-converted farmer
Double-decker church planting
I grew up in a town I shall call Seagull, Saskatchewan. This is a fictional name, as are all the other names given in this account, but the events are true to life as best as my memory serves. Like all other prairie towns, there were a number of tall wooden grain elevators lining the … Continue reading Double-decker church planting