September came and went and we are at Thanksgiving today already.
September has been a blur for me this year so Blogger wasn't much part of it. A good thing I took photos to remind me of what I did otherwise I would have forgotten half of it.
It started with negotiating for a house for our granddaughter and her hubby and all the paper work and the financing and the never ending signing of papers and visits to lawyers and waiting for closure and getting things in order for my trip to Ottawa for a week in the midst of being so busy and the big move.
This is a cropped up image of the back of house to protect the privacy of the previous owner.
This photo shows the weeding in between the rows as we picked. My mini van and George look pretty small at the top of the photo.
There were lots and lots of cucumbers and tomatoes and squash to pick and pickling and some more weeding cucumbers and picking and picking. (No photo of the big field of squash and pumpkins or the rows of potatoes). We had three long rows of cucumbers. We grow cucumbers and squash for the church supper and pickle making each year. This is a great source of revenue for the church.
A small sample of my wool dying, taped to the fridge for photo taking.
September has been a blur for me this year so Blogger wasn't much part of it. A good thing I took photos to remind me of what I did otherwise I would have forgotten half of it.
It started with negotiating for a house for our granddaughter and her hubby and all the paper work and the financing and the never ending signing of papers and visits to lawyers and waiting for closure and getting things in order for my trip to Ottawa for a week in the midst of being so busy and the big move.
This is a cropped up image of the back of house to protect the privacy of the previous owner.
This photo shows the weeding in between the rows as we picked. My mini van and George look pretty small at the top of the photo.
There were lots and lots of cucumbers and tomatoes and squash to pick and pickling and some more weeding cucumbers and picking and picking. (No photo of the big field of squash and pumpkins or the rows of potatoes). We had three long rows of cucumbers. We grow cucumbers and squash for the church supper and pickle making each year. This is a great source of revenue for the church.
A small sample of my wool dying, taped to the fridge for photo taking.
Fun visit by Cypress in between all the coming and going. Just look at that happy face.
My visit to Ottawa, where I babysat Daniel on a Friday, saturday and part of Sunday. Look at that happy face too. We had loads of fun and a little adventure I'll tell later as this post is already too long and growing...
Me and the boxed in kids. One is missing his legs and the other is missing his body. Two very busy little boys.
James was at a conference for amputee children from Friday to Sunday and stayed in a nice down town Hotel with his dad and when asked what he enjoyed the most, his response was, the hotel room...
and being in the pool of course. James is a cool dude in the pool.
James was at a conference for amputee children from Friday to Sunday and stayed in a nice down town Hotel with his dad and when asked what he enjoyed the most, his response was, the hotel room... and being in the pool of course. James is a cool dude in the pool.
Back home from my trip, and babysitting Cypress as the parents are moving into the new home. All this moving was very confusing to Cypress. He would look at the empty apartment and cry the poor little guy. I took tons of photos that day as he love being photographed and hams it up for the camera.
I'll post some of those photos at a later date when I have nothing to blog about.
I trimmed some branches of the maple in the back and saved the branches and chopped them all for kindling. I hate to waste useful things like wood.
A before picture
and after
Another before picture
and after but still some lingering new chickweeds lingering.
two more flowerbeds cleaned up
and another cleaned up bed and many more to go unfortunately...
What's left of the Thanksgiving Pumpkin pie. It was served with fresh real whipping cream.
There you have it, over a month worth of blogging in a single post.
Until next time, Happy Thanksgiving to my Canadian friends and Happy Blogging to the rest of my followers wherever you are...
Thanks for all the email and comments while you waited patiently to see if I was still alive. JB
