|courtesy of wikipedia|
Drove from Calgary to Vancouver and spent two nights being nurtured by the in laws. Up early to catch the ferry to the Sunshine Coast and then a second one to Powell River. Minutes after getting off the first ferry the moving company informed us our furniture would be arriving a day late. A cosy day in a hotel listening to the rain, watching T.V. and eating take out.
Next day moved into the house we rented while we continue to search for just the right place. When I first saw this house I was pleased to see it had a nice lawn surrounded by flower beds. I was mentally pruning, weeding and mulching as I walked towards the door. The house is large (our side) with a small suite attached off to the side (nice young couple). Turns out the suite occupants are responsible for the large front garden and I get the postage stamp size patch of grass at the back.
Currently waiting for the right time to offer my services at the front. Fortunately I get a lovely view of the roses still in bloom
|taken by me, obviously|
and the fairies.
|Yes, at the bottom of the garden|
The roses are a big deal as in my prairie garden they were long gone. I can't wait for my own garden. Roses and more roses.
Planning to take it easy until Christmas, my happy little bubble was burst by an unexpected project crashing on to my desk. If it wasn't critical and time sensitive I would close my eyes and wait for it to go away but nooo. By the end of the day I'm so ready to crawl into bed. Blogging seems beyond my strength, not to mention that as soon as I get overtired I lose the ability to spell. Looks like for the time being, or at least for another week, my blog must fend for itself. Note, I will absolutely not be giving up reading other blogs, its the only thing keeping me sane.