
This was the blaze the volunteer fire department started for practice.
They burnt down an old farmhouse down the block from us.

The view
out our
back door
during June
- our rainy month.

Jenny
watching
TV...

An afternoon out riding with the girls.

Canada officially turns one hundred thirty-nine years old on Saturday July 1, 2006.
Our town kicks off the celebration at midnight tonight with an awe inspiring fireworks display over the lake. We could watch from the lake in our boat, but the traffic on the water becomes a bit tricky once the display is over and everyone is rushing home in the dark. We prefer to drive to one of the public beaches where we can sit on a blanket and watch the show.
Tomorrow the parade begins at 11:30, but I have to have my daughter at the start by 10:30, because she is riding in one of the vehicles that my place of business has entered. Wee Jenny will be tossing candy from the back of one of the new Ford trucks - one for you two for me...
I will be busy cleaning my van in the shop at work, but I will be able to take a break by stepping out the door onto Main Street as the floats go by. The parade ends on Kinsmen Beach at the far end of town where there will be games, food, face painting, music and vaious other displays.
We have friends coming out from the city this evening to help us join in on the festivities.
Right now, I have to finish making lunches for George and me because we still have a day's work ahead of us!

Hurray, it's the last morning of school before the summer holidays!
Okay for the kids, that is. As a parent I am faced with the dilemma of balancing the fact that the kids are at home and I am at work.
My older daughter is working full time - which is really a great thing, but I have lost my in-home daycare worker. For the most part anyhow. She works shifts, so can be home at times while my husband and I are not. The two younger ones are still enjoying their childhood, so putting them to work is totally out of the question...
I love the summer and all that it has to offer and our mountain lifestyle embraces these months wholeheartedly. We are a five minute walk to the lovely public beach where there is a small playground, as well as an excellent swimming location with a diving raft just off shore.
There are world class downhill mountain biking trails at Panorama Mountain Village where several events and competitions are held each year. As well, many biking trails undulate throughout the forests lower down in the valley.
Hiking trails wind throughout the trees above the lake and there are many more excellent hikes through nearby Kootenay National Park. The mountain scenery is enough to bring one to their knees in awe.
We spend many of our weekends camping at a favourite site on a small remote lake. It's a forty-five minute drive into the backcountry along a logging road. The lake is cold, deep and an has an excellent supply of large trout - if one can catch them! The fish are so well fed that a tiny morsel on the end of a fishing line holds no attraction for them at all.
I used to ride horseback, but now my horse is retired to pasture across the lake. He is old and living out his days in luxury with his buddies, as a horse should. Once my kids are grown I will take up riding again. It is my passion - or rather - one of my passions!
To say it all, we have some friends from the city who have a cabin around the corner from us. They laugh and say, "What do you mean you're going camping? This is camping."
It's all relative, I guess!
Photo: Lake Windermere, British Columbia

Photo: Lake Windermere, British Columbia, Canada

Well, this is the life!
I am home alone with my stereo - a wee bit of Angus, some Zep and Pete... my glass is not empty - yet.
George and the girls are out on the lake in our boat.
Bob is out on the same lake in a different boat.
All is calm on the home front... well, until a great song kicks in!
I believe this is a well-deserved glass of wine, if I do say so myself.
The oven is beginning to emanate a rich aroma from the prime rib roast, the Yorkshire pudding pans are ready to go (Gypsy) and all that's left to do are the potatoes for mashing and the red wine gravy.
This has to be the life...
Thanks again to all for your kindness and support over the last week.
I love you all!



Not only did our septic tank back up the other week, but we now have a flood in our basement!
When I awoke this morning, I went to gather the laundry and stepped into the lake that was once our laundry room floor...
Apparently the taps had sprung a leak over night and rained for several hours upon the concrete floor.
The other week, roughly at the same time as the septic tank episode, we had to replace our outdoor tap because it was leaking down in beside the house foundation. Not a good thing when the foundation is made of wood...
And our kitchen sink tap has been acting up for over a year now, but only occasionally. The odd time, as it gets turned on, a spout of water will fountain out - often over some hapless victim.
...the spray seems to be directed straight toward the seat at the computer...
Last evening our water was shut off - at dinner time during the birthday party - due to a water main break.
Our plumbing woes appear to be gathering strength - we need a siege engine!
One in the shape of a bilge pump today!

