A memory maker! A great visit with Rick on his way home back to Kamloops. Hopefully his energy returns when he gets that nasty infection from his tooth is cleared up. His work is a challenge but then it is a government job. He is neither top or bottom but his work with the natives is important!
Kim and Carol saved the day by going over to get some extra food. I panned on a few sandwiches
and fruit and cheese. They added an excellent salad and pickled beets and more fruit and fancy cheese!
I will correct the spelling later as my spell checker has left me. My dad would be very annoyed when I misspelt words in my letters back home. He had perfect writing and expected the best from my brother and I. We talked about the memories that Rick especially had with his great grannie. Some things we just took for granted that they remembered.
Panteli discovered a million flies trying to escape our garage window. More excitement at that window but with another escape being needed
dad opened the window and set them free.
Meanwhile Sandra has had a memory making trip from Ontario which we will hear about later.
I have had a lazy week but this week has some activities planned. There always has been things to do in the garden, pulling weeds, watering, trimming etc. which keeps me humble and on my knees. I am always amazed when new life returns to dead branches. I also have been surprised to see many heart shapes in the plants and flowers. A memory maker to awaken an awareness that I am loved and my Creator is loving too!
I did a tiny bit of gardening and some reading on prayer. Living prayerfully is living hopefully!
It does not matter where or when we pray or the words we say it is the attitude.
Dad watched the girls World Cup Hockey play a memory making game as they won a close exciting game and will be playing U.S. later today. We will be watching that for sure.
I may go visiting.
"The human heart has hidden treasures,
In secret kept, in silence sealed;
The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures,
Whose charms were broken if revealed."
--Charlotte Bronte, -Evening Solitude.