A Mornings Peculiarities

Thursday July 27th –


My day began by making salad.

Not my usual morning task, I know ๐Ÿ˜œ

We were headed to the sisters house for lunch but I wanted to try out a quinoa salad I’d seen online, so I got at it and then also made juice to utilize some of the abundant fruit that was taking up the counter space ๐Ÿ˜

Chopping, mixing and clean up, took most of the morning and then a blog was posted and over to the sisters I went to join the others โ˜บ๏ธ

We all enjoyed the salad and I would happily make it again!
The chicken fingers beside were a good touch๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿป


(Watch for the recipe โ˜บ๏ธ๐Ÿด)

After visiting there for a while, I headed to our place in town to try cleaning out the bathroom, even just a little, so that it was a mini step nearer to being prepared for paint time ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿปโ€๐ŸŽจ

I picked a handful of our raspberries before heading back home, enjoying eating them beside our one lily plant that the previous owners had planted as well ๐Ÿ˜Š


As I scrolled through Instagram, I came across a picture that affirmed something for me… I want this color door SOMEWHERE in our house๐Ÿ˜Ž



Friday July 28th –


My work schedule had been moved around, so my usual day of cleaning had been prolonged until that Friday.

I headed out, the sky’s dark with storms to come, lighting flashing off and on in my rear view mirror the whole drive, while I was yet driving in the sunny patches.

Typical Sask weather.

Sunshine and blue sky, bright yellow canola fields and then ominous dark clouds to one side, making for some stunning contrast in my opinion


I cleaned while listening to Focus On The Families radio drama of ‘Bonhoeffer’.
A Protestant Lutheran Pastor, theologian, and active member in the German resistance to the policies of Hitler.

I love books on tape and radio dramas, so it helped to pass the time immensely ๐Ÿ˜Š

Back at home, I retired to the cool basement to relax and paint a little before us girls all headed to town to go for a walk.
Leaving Alaina in the care of Uncle Mike, if you call her, watching a kid show in the truck box, while he mowed the lawn, him ‘caring for her’ ๐Ÿ˜œ

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