Steaming, swimming and see ya!
To say today was a bit warm would be a serious understatement. It was so freaking knee-bucklingly hot there was steam from my sweat beads. And not only was the mercury hovering around 40 degrees (centigrade) for the majority of…
Fairy-tale endings…
Once upon a time.. …there was a young man, who thought he was NEVER going to grow up.…As all around him reached higher, ran faster and weighed heavier… he felt like he just stayed the same. He looked for signs…
More splash for your cash…
Don’t ask me why, but the two photos of Dash swimming (below) remind me of Bill Cosby… that wonderful American comedian which we would listen to on our cassette recorders as kids. (Yeah, I know. Old as the blinkin’ hills!)…
Bull-licks of Love
How close have you ever been to a bull? Ever been THIS close?? Well… today is the day. Ready? Got your rubber gloves ready? You’ll find out what I mean shortly! Hello Boy! This is our quietest Little Bull. He…
Watch this space!
Drama is rife here at Granite Glen tonight… …It began just as I was reading a bedtime story to Dash…We were just one page into ‘Top Cat’ when my six-year-old son’s eyes grew huge. Well, even HUGER than normal… Chewing…
Dash’s Summer Splash
It’s been hot round the ridges here lately… While snow falls in Canada and Pennsylvannia, here the temperature rarely drops below 20 degrees (C) in November and the battle to get the pool transformed back from murky winter green to…
Conversations with Dash: the wedding photos
I was going through my wedding snaps last night. I wanted to send a couple to my sister to remind her what a lovely day her wedding had been, how much fun everyone had had, and how beautiful she is.…
Bush invaded by shellfish!
We live inland – about three hours drive from the nearest salt water. One of the things SSB and I have had to adjust to (after moving here from a beachside locale) is the scarcity of seafood. Or rather the…
Snapshots of our minds
I had the most amazing conversation with Dash on the way home from a friends … it was just he and I in the car, at night. We were both tired and mostly silent on the drive towards Granite Glen…
Meet Dash’s feathered (school) friend
I picked Dash up from school one day this week… unusual as he normally catches the little bus to our mailbox (a shed!) about 1km from Granite Glen. I had had to scurry to one of the small towns nearby…