Wednesday, March 29, 2006
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
This photo was taken during one of my Chicks on Sticks sessions in February.
It is along the trail that follows the spine of the bowl, where we have to take our skis off and hike. That is me on the left.
The direction we took that day was to drop into the clear area behind us and down.
What a rush!
Sunday, March 26, 2006
The children are still dreaming, nestled in their soft warm beds, but soon they will awake to greet the day.
The night came upon us, crisp and clear, with a million flickering stars set into a moonless sky. This morning has dawned with the promise of warm sun upon the snow.
What an excellent opportunity to take in an afternoon of spring skiing!
At least the arrows are pointed in opposite directions!
Thursday, March 23, 2006
Yesterday, my younger daughter, Jenny, arrived home from skiing a few minutes before I got home from work.
She met me at the door, her big blue eyes open wide.
"Mum, I think there's going to be a thunderstorm!", she exclaimed breathlessly.
"Why do you think that?", I responded - puzzled.
"Well", she began, "there was a man in a big truck who came to the door and said that our power might be out for about ten minutes"...
Monday, March 20, 2006
I awoke the other morning to the season's first robins warbling their welcome to daybreak.
For me, that is the true sign of spring.
At this time of year the temperature still dips below freezing at night.
The robins remain hidden until the ground thaws and the worms surface between the tiny new blades of grass.
The geese have launched their V's northward and I can hear their voices as they pass overhead.
Before long, at sunrise and sunset, I will be able to hear the cacophony from a thousand avian throats rising from the reedy lakeshore, posing as bookends to the lengthening days.
As the cool spring breeze creeps through my bedroom window, the sound of the birds' raucous callings will greet my ears as I rest upon my pillow.
I can only imagine that they are celebrating creation and new life!
We live in the Rocky Mountain Trench in an area sometimes known as The Serengeti of the North.
It is a wildlife corridor and wetlands, as well as a migration route and sanctuary for hundreds of species of birds, especially waterfowl.
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Monday, March 13, 2006
These two photos are of our teenaged daughter, Beth, when she competed in the British Columbia Provincial Finals Ski and Snowboard Race.
The event was held over three days at our local ski hill.
Beth's high school team came in second in the snowboard division and third overall.
There were sixteen teams from different schools across the province and the competition was tough.
One other item that added to the excitement, was that this race was being held at the same time the Canadians were racking up the medals at the 2006 Winter Olympics in Italy.
We were very proud when Beth came home with ribbons, prizes and several medals draped about her neck!
By the way, "Beth Rocks" is Beth's blogging name...
Friday, March 10, 2006
Thursday, March 09, 2006
Saturday, March 04, 2006
This is another one of my favourite photos of Pete.
I want to be the little horsey/giraffe guy...
Pete is noticeably absent from my weekends, now.
I miss visiting his blog and reading a new chapter of his novel every week.
I miss the chat back and forth between the bloggers.
I miss seeing Pete's comments to us.
His blog is quiet now.
It's like walking the halls of school long after the last bell.
...silent echoes and faded voices...
It was a joy, Mr. Townshend...
'twas a joy!
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
I am feeling blue because I am unable to watch Rachel, Pete, Mikey and the gang In The Attic.
Firstly, I have to work...
The computer at my workplace is fine on which to watch Towser TV, but when I am there I am otherwise occupied.
Secondly, I am unable to view it on my own computer at home, because I do not have high speed Internet.
Although I do have access to DSL in my area, my computer is old and has too little memory to run all the programs needed.
I feel like I am stuck between a rock and a hard place.
So, if anyone reads this, please feel sorry for me...
I am thankful and consider myself extremely fortunate to be involved with Rachel's and Pete's projects to the extent that I am!