a patch of blue

As a child I remember my Mum or Mummy as we called her,watching the sky after a rainstorm, looking for signs of sunshine. When we would say we saw a patch of blue sky she would ask, "Is it big enough to make a pair of trousers for a Dutchman?" (referring to the full, traditional Dutch/Hans Brinker trousers of days-gone-by).

I often think of that when I see a sky like this.....

Babies grow....

Grandpa's hands

reminder of summer

Three Hills?

I grew up on a farm north of the town of Three Hills and once in awhile we would head south and visit this 'far away place'. When a family of 5 travels in a '52? '53? Chev pickup it did seem like a far away place!

The 3 hills seemed so prominent, so majestic to a child. Now it is difficult to pick out '3' hills! Is it erosion, an adult perspective, a westerly view? I don't know......

But the canola crop was almost blinding and in the back ground one can imagine there being 3 hills.

back to summer

these little legs did well to keep up to Grandpa as we scaled Sulphur Mountain. (maybe it was the other way around. Grandpa doesn't usually walk as much as those little legs....)five of the eight. We missed the other family on our summer trip this year.
cousins..... isn't it great to have cousins!

the prairie sky

memories... wild flowers

Summer flowers bring such beauty to our yards and I love to see what people can grow especially in our corner of the world. Our growing season is short and unpredictable. So it takes effort to produce anything.

But there is something so very special about those splashes of beauty that grow in the ditches, in the coulees, in unexpected places, something that we cannot really replicate in our yards. These are the simple yet intricate wild flowers of Alberta.

We found this sample at Tolman Bridge along the Red Deer river east of Trochu.

Ellis BIrd Farm memories

memories continued

July 5th. Lucy Kruse Amstrong.

The quilt: a learning curve for Grandma! but made with love for this special lady.

Memories of summer....

I see this as the ultimate in tree house! Built by the Uncle and enjoyed by three girls and their friends. Well, I think the parents spend time there too!

It was difficult for Grandma to venture to the top but I finally made it!

Sept. 7

morning mist in spider web