I have nothing this month, seems I'm having trouble just getting the date right.
Loved
My brother-in-law from Saskatoon sent me a picture of some tracks in fresh snow and wondered if I knew what they were. Now, you might be thinking, Ed, we know who your brother-in-law from Saskatoon is. Yeah...not that one, the one who belongs to Deanie's sister Shirley. So, as I was saying, Gary sent this picture. Oh, wait, maybe you thought, what the hell would Ed know about tracks. Ok, I will admit, I am a city boy, born and raised, heck before Deanie's mom asked me, one day, to help her pick and shell peas from her garden I had always thought peas were grey and came from a can. Of course I've never hunted either, except for maybe that one day when I hunted around the city of Regina for the 7-11 with the best slurpee. You know, I might be able to identify a set of tracks in fresh snow, if they led from my front door to my truck, and I had just made them. Or, lets say I was given choices, say between that little dog, I forget the name of it, it's named after the Mexican state of Chihuahua, and that bear my nephew Thomas owns. I have a high level of confidence I could identify which was which. However I did give Gary an answer, because he didn't include a glove or something to show the scale of the picture, I was able to imagine them being a satellite image of somebody crossing a field of freshly fallen snow after having one too many drinks, or in my case one drink. He accepted.
Stay safe
Loved
So Much Love
There is so much love
in this heart of mine
This much love
can make a dull day shine
So much love
and so much to share
It can chase the darkness
out of anywhere
I was dreaming of dad
he said "Hello son"
I said "I've walked a million steps
with out my laces coming undone
He said "How many?"
in his special way
I said "I passed twenty million
just the other day."
I visited my mom
she was one her knees
She said "Edward
will you help me say my rosary, please
I said "I've got the time mom
we can get it done."
She started with
the Joyful Mystery number one
My sisters they will call me up
just any day
They'll ask if I have
something new to say
I'll tell them I love them
but they know that
I can hear them smile
when we begin to chat
My brothers are my heroes
they may not know
I don't brag about them
so it doesn't show
When we get together
it is so much fun
I have so much love
for each and every one.
That is the complete poem which includes the verse about mom I posted earlier. I have a tune for it so I sing it on my days off. I'm unable to put down the music because I can't play a musical instrument. I guess I could at one time though. Short story.
I used to play the flutophone. When I was in grade four some teachers were looking for an eleventh to complete the Pipers Piping for the Sacred Heart stage production of the Twelve Days of Christmas. It may not have been because of my ability to play, it may have been more likely due to the other little nose pickers in my class being somewhat more clever than I and blowing (pun intended) their auditions on purpose. Somebody decided I would fill out the troop. Little did they know, that, when the eleven pipers marched out on the stage to pipe, only ten would be playing. The eleventh froze when he noticed there was an audience with actual people in it. Didn't even get the pipe to my lips. Worst day of my life... except for maybe the three times I broke my nose in grade one. Jesus! Maybe I should have checked out back then, I was still pretty innocent, I might have made it through the Gates, after a few days in Purgatory of course.
I'm still around
Loved
I almost forgot about posting for Nov. 1st. I've been watching the Americans self destruct, so this month snuck up on me. On a positive note, we had twenty two little ghouls and goblins, tubes of toothpaste, witches, princesses, superheroes and even Harry Potter showed up. We set up a little table out on the walk filled with bags of chips and the little ones helped themselves. Normally we would have 30 to 35 kids, but expected very few, we considered it a successful night. Lights out at 9. Eight bags left on the table, 20 in the box. The Gustafsons and Heather are coming for brunch today, a belated celebration of Heather's birthday. There's a good chance the box will be empty by the time they head back home.
Loved
October 1
Heather wanted to try kayaking so I decided to take a few classes with her. Everything went fine, then we decided to do a bit of fitness paddling. This was when things went a little wrong. First class, we went out to slalom a course of buoys. My rudder broke as I rounded the first buoy. Second class I dumped the kayak, ended up in Wascana lake with all the ducks and goose droppings, I have to admit I got a good workout that night. The last two classes were uneventful, but tough, it's hard to keep up to an instructor in a racing kayak while paddling a sea kayak. Upside is, I stayed dry the last two classes and we're done for the year.
Have a great day
Loved