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Home again
Home. My interlude by the sea almost forgotten although it was only a few hours ago, I quietly crawled into bed to the warmth of my loved ones. The soft sound of little breaths, a whistle and a snore filled the air, while he dreams sweetly beside me. They missed me, as always, but I’m…
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Intermission from home
I boarded the plane, turning my back on my home and lifting into the skies. As we soared over the mountains I was filled with a sense of awe at the beauty and enormity of nature. Snow already covered the highest peaks, but the sky was cerulean blue as the sun beamed down. I caught…
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Manic Monday?
Today started out with a bang- literally. I’m pretty sure the sound of me hitting the floor after missing the last few steps was loud enough to qualify. And of course, this was after waking up an hour earlier than normal, after an alarm clock on a long weekend Monday broke into my dreams. The…
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Fall cleaning
Day two of the adventure to declutter and transfer kid belongings went reasonably well. For starters, I was not puked on, which automatically made today a good day. I did get a little overwhelmed by the sheer amount of things that needed attending to, but somehow, excitement crept in. I realized that in order to…
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Life and the fall of summer
Another month gone, the summer draws to a close. I see the leaves changing, yellow and orange appearing as though the green was dipped in paint, An art project one of my kids left out to dry. The summer was so short and now again I feel the chill in the mornings, barely above freezing…
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Midweek musings
I took last night off my blog. I’d thought about writing, then deliberately made the choice not to. My year of blogging dangerously was over months ago, but I’m happy to find that it has remained a valuable part of my day, on most days, at least. Yesterday however, was not one of those days.…
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The week before school
It’s still August, I realized as the morning flew by. The back to school rush is set to begin next week, and I know the kids are ready Because of their complete inability to hear when asked nicely to do anything. Strangley, when asked loudly for the third time with a thread of irritation colouring…
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Thoughts on an open road
Memory is a funny thing; It feels like just yesterday when I last made the drive, back and forth through the never-ending prairie skies Today they were overcast and grey, Sometimes the sun shone down, Sometimes the rain was in my way. My thoughts ran rampant, Steering their own destiny as we drove So many…
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When relatives go viral
The gastro has again left our house in peace, but in its wake it’s less impressive but just as irritating sister, the head cold, has arrived and made its presence know. I can hardly wait until back to school begins and the rest of the relatives come for a visit. The joys of having 3…