Monday, November 30, 2020

December 1 2020

I've got the blues
I've got the blues
Everyday in the news
I've got the covid blues

People moving around
From place to place
Every one a stranger
You can't see a face
And not just a few 
It's the whole human race

Are you on the list
Do you have a pass
To visit a loved one
Behind a panel of glass
So many rules
It's a pain in the ass

I've got the blues 
I've got the blues
So much to lose 
With the covid blues

A party of five 
That's all it can be
That's only three others
Beside you and me
How do you choose
Who will it be

Physical distance
And a mask is the way
To keep people safe 
From the numbers each day
When will it end 
No one can say

I've got the blues 
I've got the blues
Everyday in the news
I've got the covid blues

Stay safe
Loved


Sunday, November 1, 2020

November 1 2020

 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

Wednesday, September 30, 2020

October 2020

 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

Tuesday, September 1, 2020

September 1 / 2020

 I have a few minutes before I go to work. Hopefully I come home today in the same condition I leave. no power tools involved today so I'm pretty safe. 

Looking forward to a good day

Loved

Thursday, August 6, 2020

August 2020

Sorry I'm late. I'm blaming it on the covid blues, I've been speechless. Wait. That's not very accurate, we don't do speeches on the blog, so I'll change that to...I've been at a loss for words. Good news for Dave and Louise going home to St. Andrews, I can say from personal experience.

It's a wonderful place to be

Loved

Wednesday, July 1, 2020

July 1 2020 HAPPY CANADA DAY

Some of you may have heard of how passionate I am about yard work, I hate it with a passion. This pandemic thing has kind of trapped people at home so I decided to try to turn my passion for yard work around. I dug up Deanie's garden, with love, mowed the lawn and raked up the leaves, with love, and even decided to help her with the garden. Deanie had to teach me, I learned a lot. There are more than one kind of tomatoes, who knew. Then she told me about carrots, "shut the front door!" Then she pointed out there's more than one kind of everything, " what the Friday!" Last fall we took a fir tree out of the front yard and it left half the yard bare, she wanted to plant potatoes. Once again, with love, I dug it up for her and we planted 125 potato plants, yes, of course there's more than one type of those as well. The other day I asked when we would start seeing the potatoes, you know what she told me, I have to dig them out of the ground.

I hate yard work with a passion.

Have a great day

Loved

Monday, June 1, 2020

June 1 2020

There's a large elm tree that lives in my next door neighbor's yard, it's fortunate for the tree it doesn't live in my yard, if it lived in my yard it would be fuel for somebody's fire pit. I've been told I shouldn't talk about cutting down a tree, as it may trigger the Green people, so I asked my Irish friend if he would be offended if I cut down a big elm, he said not at all, he could use it for his fire pit. This big elm is shedding it's seeds and a large number of them are landing in my yard, in fact it looks like snow drifts of elm seeds. It's been a bit breezy this season with wind gusts between 50 to 70 klicks. That's windy even for Saskatchewan. A broom and shovel are out of the question so a high volume shop vac is the tool of choice. It took me an hour to clean the patio and it got me wondering just how many seeds I had picked up. I'm not that good with numbers, unlike my brother Lou, who is so good with numbers he's counted to infinity...twice. So what I did was get one of Deanie's quarter teaspoon measuring devices, don't worry, she doesn't know I put elm seeds in it. It easily accommodated 8 seeds, that means 1 teaspoon should hold 32, now a tablespoon holds 3 teaspoons, so that's 96. There are 16 tablespoons in a cup, 1536. There are approximately 4.39 cups in a liter, 6743 elm seeds in a liter. I filled my garbage container to the brim, it is 176 liters...so  I was thinking, if I said to dad, "Dad, I picked up a million elm seeds today". He'd say "Hooww many?" "One million, one hundred and eighty six thousand, seven hundred and seventy five." .....and he would smile.

Have a great day

Loved