Sending out birthday wishes to my husband, the best looking guy in the province, on his 33rd birthday!
And while I have nothing but love for the man, and wish him nothing but good things… I do have to send out a reminder as well. For while I may be the older of the two of us, HE’S the only one with grey hair! 😉 Love you honey! You and your salt n’ pepper locks. 😛
I figured I’d try to keep on topic. But I’m also going to try to be brief. After working 13+ hour days from Friday through Saturday, and then being busy today too… well… I’m wiped right out.
Today (after a photo shoot at the U of S) we headed to my parents place to celebrate Father’s day with my husband and my Dad. It was a pleasant surprise to find my Grampa there too. As I shared pictures of our puppies (who are now four weeks old) I realized that this might be the perfect opportunity to share the blog post I made in his honour. So I did just that.
I tried not to spy, as Grampa read through my words. But I noticed him tearing up, pulling out his old cloth hanky to wipe his eyes and quietly blow his nose. Afterwards he took the laptop in to Grandma Joan (who was sitting in the other room playing a game on the Wii with my parents and siblings) so she could read it too.
Grampa came back into the kitchen, where I was sitting, and relayed a few memories from some of our camping trips when I was a wee thing. I’m glad he got the chance to read it. And of all the days he could have read it on, I’m glad it was today.
Grampa gave me an extra tight squeeze, and a kiss on the cheek when he left. And Grandma Joan said she thought that it was a lovely thing I’d written about him. It was a good Fathers Day. 🙂
Haven’t read my post about my Grampa? Head on over HERE to do so.
So, here’s my thank you. To my Dad, to my Grampa, to all the men out there who love, nurture, protect and respect their children. Who give us the space we need to grow, but the guidance to do so safely. Who are steadfast, true, and ever present – even when we (in the moment) may wish they weren’t. Who hold us tightly in their hearts, and in their arms too. To all of you, THANK YOU! We wouldn’t be who we are without you. You are appreciated, and what you do matters. Happy Father’s Day!
Home again, home again. Jiggity jog.
Yep. I’m home. Nothing much else to say. Laying next to my wee girlie as I post this… in the dark, as she sleeps. 🙂
A friend of my dad’s was staying at a local hotel this weekend, so we headed out for a visit. While there, we took advantage of the hotel’s amenities. Here’s a picture of my two sweethearts – my daughter and her daddy (my husband) – waiting in line for the waterslide.
The snow had all but melted from our yard (only one small pile that, in a previous life had been an enormous snow bank, remained)… then, fresh from the heavens, it fell anew. Not unlike a dusting of white powder frosting on a pretty cake, it dusted our prairie meadow of a lawn. So, today when my husband and daughter walked out the door, the two of them left lovely little tracks in the snow. There would have been something amiss, had I not taken a small moment to capture those footprints.
I have to admit, I would have preferred the image in colour. But having captured it with my BlackBerry Pearl, there was just no correcting the haze of colour over the snow. And it was really bothering the eyes. So I dumped it into a black and white filter in iPhoto. LOL …And just like that, no more weird colour washes on the fresh white snow. 😉 It’s the lazy man’s colour correction. 😀
So yesterday we went to the Saskatoon Forestry Farm Park & Zoo. We’re members of the Saskatoon Zoo Society, and love taking Lily-Ann to see all the ducks who call the park home for three seasons a year. Another favorite of both the wee girlie’s and mine are the pygmy goats. They are one animal, that when we live where they could be happy and well cared for, we would like to add to our family. Anyway…
I always take a wealth of photos on our frequent visits to the park & zoo. Here are a couple (that I may well attempt to merge in photoshop).