If we took a holiday, just one day out of life, it would be (it would be) it would be so nice.
Leave it to Madonna. Yep, a holiday would be nice… so I’m taking one. No, I’m not going far. Just a two hour drive. But there’s no internet – so I’ll be forced to actually leave work behind. Six days, just for me, kid-kid, my sister Bug, and some of the dogs. Damon will join us for one night at the start, but he needs to head back for work. We were hoping he’d be able to join us too, but he’s understaffed just now, so can’t get away.
Before I disappear though (and I may try to check in briefly from time to time using my iPhone) I wanted to take a quick minute to welcome Leandro to the family. My nephew was born at 3:22 this morning, three weeks early (just like his big sister), at exactly seven pounds. We’re so glad he decided to make his appearance before we disappeared from civilization – and I did MUCH better this time. I didn’t start crying. LOL I may have teared up briefly, but unlike the first time I held his sister the waterworks did not get turned on (thought I did have to work pretty hard to hold them off). When the kid saw his picture for the first time this morning (before we got to see him in person) she said “I bet he’s going to grow up to be a cute little handsome man”, and I’d be willing to bet she’s right.
We drove 1/2 hour outside of Saskatoon to lay in the prairie grasses beside a lake, cuddled up close to protect against the night chill as we listened to the ducks and other wild life calling to one another, watching the meteors streak across the sky. The girl alternatively whispering in awe and shrieking in excitement while the cold slowly worked it’s way into her bones.
Every so often we could hear the crunch of something walking or landing nearby, but in the almost complete darkness knew it would be useless to try and identify what it was. Nothing attempted to approach, so I’m sure whatever it was had been benign… or at the least, more curious than hungry. We’d call back to the animals who called out to one another and us. And every so often our giggles and hoots would cause curiouser sounds to come back to us on the night air.
It was close to one a.m. when the kid passed gas, giggling when her Dad suggested it was probably a duck who had made the noise. Then we all fell silent again, just in time for him to let one rip too: “Yep, it was a duck.” And I’ll admit it, in the stillness of the dark and wild night, I let one go too: “Lot’s of ducks out tonight.” We all cracked up when a duck, with perfect comedic timing, seemed to quack in reply.
Time passed both too quickly and too slowly. It’s amazing how quickly the night air chills you, even in August when the days are still hot. In spite of laying so close to one another on that soft bed of grass that our arms and legs intertwined, in spite of the heat I could feel being generated between our bodies lying there, we chilled all too quickly… making time feel slow. And memories, dear, precious memories being formed, the kind that will last a lifetime, making time feel all too fast.
“How many more meteors do you want to see?”
“Okay, we’ll wait for two more.”
“Oh! There’s one!”
“I didn’t see it, that one doesn’t count.”
“Over there? Did you see that one?”
“I didn’t. It doesn’t count either.”
And so our last two quickly became four or five… but who was counting anyway. 😉
I was looking through my photos, getting ready to begin edits on the next shoot, when I stumbled upon a couple shots I took of Sweets – the old man Chihuahua. Totally blissed out at the beach. Ever since we made it out to my parent’s cabin a couple weeks ago, I’ve been doing my best to get us back out there… and I think these images explain why.
Sweets really was completely blissed right out, he’s a lake dog if ever I’d met one. Totally and completely in his element, exploring, sunning, and just generally enjoying everything about being at the cabin. And there is little that makes me happier than seeing someone I love so very happy. I have to admit, sometimes I forget just how short a time this old man has been a part of our family. Seems like he’s always been here. 🙂
In other news… keep your fingers crossed that our little old man chi may soon be a Daddy (again). Knock on wood, we’re hoping to have puppies this Autumn.
In a happy turn of events, we’ll now be heading out to the lake tomorrow morning! yay!
We haven’t been out to the cabin as a family since Lily-Ann was a wee thing, so this is a treat. We’ll be loading all the dogs up, and packing Midge (our wagon) to the brim. And then we’ll squeeze in even more as we head over to pick up my youngest sister, Jewles.
The plan is to head out for three days/two nights. And if we have space, I’m going to pack all my camera equipment… I’m really hoping we’ll have space. I’d love to find the time to head out with my long range zoom and get some wildlife captures. I’m not going to hold my breath, but I am crossing my fingers.
The point of this post? I may or may not be posting while we’re away. There’s no internet up at the little beach where my parent’s cabin is located. It’s lovely and relatively secluded – so we’ll be pretty cut off up there… which is also part of the attraction. So, if nothing else? I’ll see y’all when we get back. 🙂
spending a few minutes drawing on the sidewalk, waiting for Grams to pick her up for a trip out to the lake. I’m busy with a dog show this weekend, and hoping to get some construction done here at home too. So while I’ll miss her, I know she’ll be just fine, and will likely have a whole lot more fun than she’d have here. 🙂
Staying in Saskatoon this long weekend? Why not swing over to the Soccer center to watch the SKOC Dog Show? It will be going from about 9-5 all three days. Any time is good on Saturday or Sunday… but if you’ll be swinging by on Monday, try to get in before noon, as everyone heads for home as they finish up on the last day of a show. So the longer you wait, the fewer dogs will be there.
Okay, here’s the last several days.
The Ninth – The wee girlie waits in the front yard for her Pop Pop to pick her up for an overnight at the lake.
The Tenth – Jennifer and Jacob’s wedding.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again… I HATE shooting posed portraits. They are lifeless and stale. Not at all my style. But it was their wedding day, and posed portraits are what they wanted. Who am I to argue? So I smiled and laughed with them as I arranged the traditional wedding portraits, one, after another, after another… I started getting a little buggy… so I flipped them around. LMAO It made things much more fun. 😉
The Eleventh -“I can do it myself Mommy. I don’t need your help.” Here’s the wee girlie, putting in a quiet time DVD without my help. 😉 And for those who are wondering, it’s Slim Pig… on loan from the library.
The Twelfth – The beginnings of Lily-Ann’s “Strawberry Day” dress.
Strawberry Day is the wee girlie’s birthday. I’ve called her my little strawberry since the day she was born… and so it just seemed like a natural to refer to her birthday as Strawberry Day. This year she has requested a princess party. Two of her favourite things right now are princesses and excavators… a princess party is much easier than an excavator party so I wasn’t about to argue. 😉 That said, we needed a princess dress, complete with sparkles and tulle galore. It should be quite lovely. I’ve devoted two evenings to it so far, and easily have another full one ahead. I can be so domestic at times that I scare myself. LMFAO
The Thirteenth – Mommy’s Day!
Yep, I took a lunch date with a couple of my dearest friends today. Damon is home on holidays for the next couple of weeks and was here to watch the wee girlie… so when asked, I jumped at the chance. It’s not to often I get time like this to visit with friends. So here we are; Jenn, Susan, and myself (of course they stuck me out front) heading back home after a great lunch. A much needed treat that I’m very appreciative of. Thanks so much Susan, thanks so much Jenn. I love you guys. Today meant a lot. 🙂
So… there we are. All caught up. Take care everyone, and don’t forget to tell those who matter most to you that they make a difference in your life. It’s always a good thing to hear, and something many of us don’t take the time to say enough.