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summer has been the best in my life. Nothing particularly great or exciting going on. No indeed, just the little life carrying on, plain and simple. I've been working very hard at my little job. The long hours on my feet are a challenge and I fear my feet won't be up for another summer of standing for 10 hours at a go. Never mind though, I only have five more days left working long hours and only two of those will be of marathon duration. My little job slows right down when the holiday crowd return to the city after our Labour Day Weekend holiday. Although I've been working weekends, Attila and I have managed to stay connected with friends and loved ones. To be honest, that is the ingredient that has made this past summer the most satisfying experience of my life. To be lucky enough to have people in your life who love and respect you is a rare and priceless gift. In the realm of the concrete, Attila and I are surviving. We are putting away the small bit of money I am making in hopes of reducing our debt load. The home renovations are complete for this year. This winter's firewood is in the woodshed. A neighbour cleared a lot and offered us the opportunity to carry away the logs for firewood. Last evening Attila loaded and dumped the logs from the neighbours property onto ours. Now he needs to split and stack the wood. This is a real bonus for us, as the logs will yield sufficient firewood for the heating season of 2009/2010. Our income is the equivalent of what most of the summer people who holiday here regard as "spending money". Actually, I am exaggerating, most of them would consider what we exist on as an inadequate sum for "spending money". Still we survive and thrive. Rymal put me onto a real treat during a recent get together. We both love oatmeal in the morning for breakfast. During a visit he prepared breakfast for the two of us, oatmeal. But this oatmeal was special, the way he always makes it. To the boiling water he first adds chopped overripe fruit, boils it to soften the fruit and then adds the oatmeal flakes. That morning he added a banana and a chopped unpeeled apple. Delicious! This morning I tried it with a fresh peach. Yesterday I added some fresh blackberries Attila had picked at the back of the property and a chopped unpeeled apple. I find myself looking forward to breakfast in a whole new way. We haven't seen the grandchildren since that short visit last spring, when they stayed for one night as they passed through the area. Luna has called once since to say hello and left a message, and Imp and Elf spoke a few words onto the answering machine. I returned Luna's call and we had a lovely chat. They all sound well. Terra and Lares visited last week while on their holiday. We had a jolly time and enjoyed some time on the beach with them. Lares actually got a chance to go fishing; Terra and I managed to go swimming together. Married one year! We have a busy Autumn coming up, and plan to have a some friends up for visits and to visit friends. Since Attila works six days a week the schedule will be exhausting but satisfying. I will have a bit more time in September to finish off the published copy of the book I created for our friends family reunion. I plan on working on my own family history book as well, which has been sitting in the corner waiting for me to give it time and attention. |
RECIPES :: Cast Worldly Distractions  Mint in the morning sun. Airwaves Red Dust Jim Layeaux On The Screen Northern Exposure Goodbye to All That Passings Denver Doug One of the bright lights of journalling community will be sorely missed by many. Quote "Monday, 3rd April, 1944 ... I will write more fully about the food because it has become a very difficult and important matter, not only here in the "Secret Annexe" but in the whole of Holland, all Europe and even beyond.... we have the most delightful period of all now, because we don't get any fresh vegetables at all. Our weekly menu for supper consists of kidney beans, pea soup, potatoes with dumplings, potato-chalet and, by the grace of God, occasionally turnip-tops or rotten carrots..." Anne Frank Quoted in Recording Angels: The Secret World of Women's Diaries by Sarah Gristwood page 148 Weather Condition: Sunny Temperature: 14.2°C Pressure: 102.3 kPa rising Visibility: 14.5 km Humidity: 73 % Dewpoint: 9.4°C Wind: 0 km/h |
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