recently home, following a two day vacation, which easily felt like four days…
drove up to the cottage with a friend one morning and returned home the next evening…
we had a wonderful time… we sat on the beach for a while, spent time walking and beachcombing, spotted numerous mushrooms, watched a wonderful display of pelicans and cormorants, ate great food, relaxed, and talked by the fire…
we took a trip to the East Coast in 1988 or 1989 – amazing what I forget these days, lol…
the four of us, plus my beloved’s mom… we had bought a tricked out van and the trip was great…
when we got to the coast we had lobster at every stop because the four of us loved it… George’s mom couldn’t figure out why we kept eating it as she didn’t like it that much, lol…
while we were there, we found a beach that had coal all over it… we had such fun collecting a bagful to bring home to use for first footing…
I’ve been down to one fairly large piece for a a few years now, so I’ve been careful with it…
as I was working away in the garage, cleaning, sorting, dumping stuff, I found the original bag filled with a whole lot more…
we jumped in the boat and went to a few different fishing spots… no luck at the first one but we did much better at the second…
saw turtles and cormorants… the cormorants got a bit tired of us following them along the canal, but I got some great photos…
I also caught two fish and brought another one up to the side of the boat where it decided to jump off, lol… and the rule is, if you don’t get it into the boat it doesn’t count…
one of the Jack’s I caught was around 30 inches (second biggest of the day) and put up a fight before getting into the net… the other was smaller, but really any fish is great;-)…
good thing I have all these excellent fishers around me to provide backup and helpful instructions…
had a lovely in-person gathering with my BS buddies…
Monday evening is our usual time to gather, and we’ve been doing that for many years…
since the lockdown we’ve been connecting via Skype, but for the last number of weeks we’ve been meeting on the deck in the garden, unless the weather doesn’t cooperate…
it is wonderful to be together again… we sit apart, but are able to enjoy each other with a cup of tea or coffee…
apparently I am getting lax in my old age as I haven’t been taking as many photos as usual…
these are three of the most recent ones with him in them, lol… but they cover the important things…
in this first one he is cleaning out the hot tub for me… he often comes over and looks after various household and garden jobs…
currently he has my car and here he driving me home after my first Covid-19 vaccination where he kept me company through the entire process… and suggested we get an ice cream treat…
this last one is him heading out in the car after delivering items off for me… he runs errands for me and drops off bits and pieces whenever needed…
what a wonderful time these twenty-one years have been…
came across this photo yesterday… it is one of my all time favourites…
it was taken twenty years ago (so it isn’t quite as crisp as I would like) in a rented hot tub in our yard…
for a few years we would rent a hot tub for our anniversary weekend… it was such fun and a wonderful treat… so lucky to now have my own hot tub to use whenever I want;-)…
the lifesaver is so cute and his little face is adorable;-)…
our grandson just loved it then, and he still enjoys using hot tubs…
the Olympics have been a distraction as this day has come closer – what would have been our 51st wedding anniversary…
I’ve spent the day thinking of some moments with my beloved…
the everyday things: changing up the configuration of the ponds; working in the garden as it changed over the years; caring for his lawn, trimming the Virginia creeper, fixing whatever needed attention; making the world’s best French fries, fried egg sandwiches and salads; driving the girls and I everywhere; reading and playing with our grandsons; cleaning the garage, packing the car, barbecuing; the strength of his hands that could wring out a cloth so it was dry, massage a sore neck, scrub a pot perfectly clean, and gently hold my hand when we were out walking…
so many little things…
I’ve been remembering our 40th anniversary… I was in the hospital for an extended period of time and he came every day and brought me pictures he had taken of whatever morning glories had opened on that particular day… I took this photo just yesterday…
he also sent me a basket filled with 40 roses… each night they had to be moved into the hall because their scent was so strong I couldn’t sleep with them in the room, lol…
a friend recently lost his partner and has decided to refer to their anniversary as the first celebration of their 41 years together… what a lovely way to describe it…
today I am also enjoying the sentiment of this beautiful card which I recently received in the mail…
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