On the Alberta/Montana Border
Friday, March 23, 2012

Prairie Eye Tests

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Sigh. Just put them on . . . My children were raised on Disney movies. And the Great Canadian Plains are flat. What do those statements h...
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Thursday, March 22, 2012

Chokecherry Wine -or- You Made This, How?

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Chokecherry syrup. Delicious in so many ways. And after so many months. The digging out of the 'berry pails' wasn't always ...
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Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Prairie Pies

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Saskatoon season. The very best of times On the prairies, pies come in two forms. The edible. And the inedible. One kind is made from pr...
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Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Dads, Dates, Football and Spaghetti

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Daddy and me. Okay, picture us a few years older. But just as cute . . . I was on a date with my Dad. The best of times. I had been wor...
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Monday, March 19, 2012

Service by the Stupid

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Server and Servee. I'm a people-pleaser. Or try to be. Call it a weakness. But I've always had this compulsion to make everyone a...
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Sunday, March 18, 2012

Riding Lessons

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See? Blue. When my husband married me, he got more than he expected. I came with baggage. More correctly. A horse. Blue in colour. Aptly ...
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Saturday, March 17, 2012

Welcome to the Neighbourhood. Not.

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For farm use only . . . For kids who had been raised on the farm, moving to the big town was a big step. They handled it well. The street...
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Friday, March 16, 2012

The Great Moor of Southern Alberta

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How peaceful it all looks. So deceptive . . . The 'tree field' on the ranch was just that. A field. With trees. Distinguished...
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Thursday, March 15, 2012

My Short Personal Chef

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Oh, sure. He looks like that now . . . I had a project. Or more appropriately a PROJECT. And a household to run. And three little boys, a...
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Wednesday, March 14, 2012

When the 'Clean Bug' Bites Deep

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Don't let the outside fool you . . . Mom was a 'clean machine'. She loved swept floors, made beds and clean surfaces. And s...
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Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Blessed Art Thou, Mother

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My Mom. She of the wicked pen . . . and wonderful cooking. From my Mom . . . Blessed art thou, woman. For thou shalt be called '...
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Monday, March 12, 2012

Chewing Gum

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. . . or something similar . . . We were driving to town. Maybe that doesn't sound like earth-shattering news to you, but we lived ...
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Sunday, March 11, 2012

Of Brothers and Horses

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A reworked repost for a busy day. Enjoy! My elder siblings. Before they were elder . . . I was witnessing a miracle. My brother, Georg...
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Saturday, March 10, 2012

Ranch Pets -or- He Almost Got Stuck in the Baler, Can we Keep Him?

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Bambi and four of his pets Baby antelope kisses A ranch is a different place to grow up. In many ways. Miles from any other h...
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Friday, March 9, 2012

The Country Kid's Lunch

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Ahhhh! Lunch! When one lives in the country, and rides the bus to school, one learns to take lunch. I did. Live in the country, take th...
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Thursday, March 8, 2012

Cow Sniff

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Watch out! She'll get you! The morning milking happened . . . early. Before any of the younger kids were stirring. It was a peaceful ...
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Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Bathed. But Clean?

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Okay, there are only six here. But you get the picture . . . Mom is third from the left. Bath time has changed over the past century. R...
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Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Vermin Not Invited

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 Never in Alberta.  I love Alberta. It's beautiful. Wide, grassy prairies. High, majestic mountains. Blue skies. Clear a...
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Monday, March 5, 2012

Baling . . . Baling . . .

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Add one brother and it's pretty close. Not me, but you get the picture. So to speak . . . Eight years old. In my childr...
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