We had a lovely Victoria Day long weekend. On Friday night we made a pizza from scratch, low-sodium, low-cholesterol of course, and watched a film on Netflix. On Saturday, the only sunny warmish day of the entire long weekend, we went to the Rideau Camp early in the morning and spent the day burning brush… Continue reading Long Weekend
Author: Maggie Turner
To Camp or Not To Camp
Last night I dreamt of my brother Carl. We were young again, he was the happy little boy I remember and love. We were at my Granny’s house, a place where we were loved unconditionally, a place we felt safe, a place we thought was heaven. The summer’s day was warm, the breeze tousled our… Continue reading To Camp or Not To Camp
The Little Black Fly
I was lucky enough to spend Mother’s Day with my Mom. My Sister-The-Youngest-Girl is staying with her Beau Bob at the moment while they renovate her kitchen. Beau Bob kindly let us come to stay for a night, and hosted a family celebration with my Mom, my two sisters and my niece and fiancé. My… Continue reading The Little Black Fly
Cotton Caps
The days pass quietly. After yesterday’s bright sunshine, the partial cloud cover of today struggles to dampen, the earth, human spirits. But it is Friday. Friday now brings cheer into our little world. The afternoon will bring Attila home, for two whole days. Although the rhythm of this experience called weekends is familiar, having experienced… Continue reading Cotton Caps
My Body Remembers
The Obus seat cover is complete! It is made with a simple stitch, and of a simple design. A single crochet stitch was used to create a “cylinder” to slip over the seat cushion, using worsted cotton yarn and a 5 mm crochet hook. The seat cover “cylinder” is open at both ends, designed to… Continue reading My Body Remembers