Ch...ch...ch...changes

Life can be unpredictable; but sometimes it is not.  Such are the recent changes in my world.

John had asked why my manager would change my workload when I'm nearing retirement.  Well, in fact, it was my choice to make a change....though I didn't quite get what I wanted.

I have been saying for the past year that I wanted someone else to take over my group at least a year before I retire.  My rationale is the work we do is somewhat unique and it takes a little while to get one's head wrapped around the concept.  I know I really started to feel comfortable a year in, so my thoughts were I'd still be around to help the new supervisor.

So when we were asked by our manager and her boss, how we envisioned the office reorganization, I made several recommendations, and at the same time requested a change.  We're in the midst of hiring, the first we've done in nearly 5 years and I was hoping to be given a group of new hires to train.  That's not what I got though.  Instead I have a group with three different workloads AND a project.  

I have lots to learn as one of my staff will be retiring in December.  I'm hopeful we'll be able to train someone to take her place before then, but if not I'd better know how to do her job.  As well, I have some new systems to learn so I can work with the other people in the group.  I'm certain I won't be bored!

And then there is the project.  I've been challenged to create a program to assist the new hires in their learning.  I won't go into the details but over the last couple of weeks I've created a plan that requires the approval of my manager and her boss, discussed with my peers what the program might look like and discussed it with several existing staff who I think may be part of the program.  

In the meantime I've been kept busy with my current group and have been helping with the process to bring in the new hires.  I like being busy and the time has been flying by.  

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The other big change, that was not entirely a surprise, is that my daughter has left her boyfriend and moved back in with me.  Now, she did this at 2 a.m. on Friday a.m. so the timing could have been better.  I woke up to the front door opening - my first thought was why was my son coming home so late as I knew he had to work that day, when I called out to him, I was surprised when she answered.

She showed up with the baby and most of his stuff.  Yep, she'd packed the car with his swing, his clothing, diapers, and toys.  She left Eli with me, went back to the house to get another load, as well as her bank card and other set of car keys.  I got the little one settled and back in bed, before I crawled back into my bed.  I was certainly glad I didn't have to work that day!

Later that day, she went back and brought back Sheldon.  As you can see he's a wee kitten, and just a little cutie.  J had threatened to put him outside and let him fend for himself.  While I've never been J's biggest fan, this even further reduced his status in my mind.  

So far the other cats want nothing to to with him.  They will tolerate his presence in the same room, so long as they can watch from afar.  Heaven forbid, should he come within a paw whap away.  I was playing with him on my bed yesterday, when Sami jumped up.  Sheldon did the sideways hop with his best floof on - Sami hissed and let him have a paw.  Then she ran away.  We've been keeping them separated most of the time, Sheldon has D's room, but whenever the other cats are all out in the sun room, we let him out to run and play.  The cat tree, kickaroo, and several of the other neglected toys have been getting quite the workout.

And of course, this means I get to spend more time with Eli.  

He's now four months old and his little personality is really developing.  He's a happy little boy (though he often appears serious in his photos).  He wakes up happy and greets his mom (and grandma) with smiles.

He loves to play on his mat, either on his back or his tummy, and is trying very hard to get himself to a sitting position.  He likes to spend time in his jolly jumper, bouncing and squealing checking out the baby in the mirror we have leaned against the wall opposite.  

He's a lot of fun!  But lots of work.  Between feeding, diaper changes, baths, playing and cuddles he keeps her busy.  He does have three naps a day and sleeps well at night.  Last night he went down at 8:30 p.m. and didn't wake until 3 a.m.  It helps that he has his own room and she doesn't hear his every move.

I'm finding (just 2.5 days in) that I'm missing my "alone" time.  I do retreat to my bedroom or outdoors when the chatter gets too much and, of course, I'll be at work for the next few days.  I know we can't live like this forever though, so have agreed to help my daughter find a place of her own in the next few months.  However, while she's here I've set some ground rules - she is responsible for all the baby's needs (care, food diapers, etc.), must keep their spaces tidy, and pay a small amount of rent to cover the costs of extra groceries and utilities.  

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So life has gotten a whole lot more interested/complicated, both at work and at home.  The next few months will be a time of learning, patience, and likely compromise.  

In any event, I have my September cruise to look forward to - today marks 9 weeks to sail-away.  I'm definitely going to be ready for a vacation!

I'll end with a couple of photos from this morning's walk.

Momma duck watching over her babies as they nap by the side of the pond.

And a lone baby duck - his momma was quite the distance a way from him with several other little ones.
He was peeping like mad to get her attention.

Have a great week everyone!

Baby, it's hot outside!

We're into our second week of temperatures between 28 and 32C.  While I appreciate it I must admit I've been keeping on eye on the weather channel.  It would not be unusual for thunderstorms to develop.  But so far, the skies have been clear.

I spent this morning out in the backyard.  I got the lawn mowed, oh my goodness it grows so quickly, gave it a good soaking, did some weeding around the deck and sheds, and then sat and enjoyed the weather with a book.  I'm currently reading Lisa Jackson's "Never Die Alone".  It is a thriller, set in Louisiana, about the investigation of a serial killer who targets twins.  I haven't read her earlier books, but this appears to be the latest of a series of eight books following one of the investigators.  I've only read about 100 pages but it is definitely a story that is easy to get into - and so far, the gruesome bits have been minimal.  I expect that won't last.

This afternoon, I decided to head over to Winners/Home Sense for a wander. I really had nothing particular to shop for but I'm always happy to find a bargain. The first item that caught my eye was this little glass elephant.

At first I walked away from it, but soon came back because I realized it would make a perfect Christmas gift for a close friend.  She has quite a collection of elephants, but I've never seen a glass one in her home.  Score! One gift off the list.

I wandered around for a bit with this lonely item in my cart before making my way to the back of the store where most of the clearance items can be found.

Although their idea and mine of clearance pricing is a bit different, I was happy to find two of these towels at a slightly reduced price.  I love the colors and couldn't resist.  The colors in the main bathroom are grey, cream, white and navy so these add a little punch of color.  Plus who doesn't like new towels occasionally?

I checked for candles but none of them piqued my interest.  I'd got a couple earlier this year with a peony aroma, but of course, those have been sold out.  I did a walk through the furniture just for fun as I doubt anything would have fit in my car.  That took me to the Winners side of the store where I don't often have much luck; everything I like is usually the wrong size and since the store only carries one or two of each item I generally leave feeling frustrated.

Not today though.  I bought this dress a couple of weeks ago at, of all place, Superstore. It was inexpensive and I thought it would be a good piece to take with me on my fall cruise for evening wear. 

Since it is sleeveless I knew I'd want a sweater to go with it but there was nothing at S.S.  I took a chance today and checked out the sweater and there it was!  It's a light weight sweater with ruching at the shoulders and a nice drape to it.

It will go perfectly with other pieces I have as well.  I tend to stick to neutrals when I'm travelling so I can mix and match.  Navy, black, white, cream and greens are mainstays.  And of course, when one is packing light weight items are a must.  

I know it might sound odd, but I never wear dresses except when I'm cruising.  For work, I tend to stick to slacks and sleeveless tops under a sweater or jacket.  (Though I've quit wearing jackets as much and gone more to the sweaters, someday I hope to rid my closet of the jackets I've gathered up through the years, the sweaters are more likely to remain in my wardrobe).

It turned out to be a surprisingly good shopping trip.  I picked a couple of books, "Good Vibrations" by Mike Love of the Beach Boys, and "The Bridge Ladies" a memoir by Betsy Lerner.  I may give the first book to my older brother but haven't decided that as yet.  I've never been a big music buff, so my memories of the Beach Boys is limited but it looked like an interesting book and at $5 was the right price. The second book I've heard of but never read

; the author shares the story of reconciling with her mother.  I'm not sure when I'll get around to reading either of them as there is a stack in the bedroom I haven't started yet.  Good thing they don't spoil. :)

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This little guy turned four months a week ago!  My daughter took him to the public health nurse for his shots on Wednesday and posted this picture on Facebook.  Check out those roly-poly thighs!

He weighed in at this appointment at 17 lbs. 1 oz., measuring 25 inches in length, and he handled to vaccines like a trooper.

Friday, D and I took him to his 4 month appointment with the doctor.  That day, he weighed in at 16 lbs. 1 oz, measuring 25 inches in length.  I highly doubt he lost a pound in 2 days, and it is more likely the nurse did not properly convert his weight.

I laughed, as he talked to the doctor through the entire appointment.  Happy talk, no tears at all.  When the doctor held Eli's hand, the little stinker pulled himself to a sitting position.  I think Dr. J. was slightly surprised and then he helped Eli to stand, a position he absolutely loves to be in.  Everything is good, he's healthy and reaching all the milestones expected.  Although this picture doesn't show it, he's usually smiling and is starting to giggle and laugh.  Love this kid!

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I'll end this post with a couple of photos of the containers on the back deck this morning.  Have a great week everyone!

Catching up

My poor neglected blog.  Here it sits, sad and lonely while I ....hmmm.... I'm not even certain why I haven't been here for awhile.  It seems time is moving more quickly each passing day.

Work has been incredibly busy.  Two of my work group announced they were leaving in the last few weeks.  In the hubbub that arises from reallocating work to the remainder of the group and taking care of the myriad of other details (equipment, paperwork, performance discussions, etc.) has taken up a lot of time.

AND then, although not entirely unexpected, I then found out I too am leaving the group. The changeover doesn't take effect until mid August but any change brings with it more work to ensure a smooth transition.  No, I'm not retiring early, :( but rather taking on a another group - this one comprising a couple of different workloads from anything I've ever done before.  It will be made more challenging, as I've been also tasked with a large project.  These changes will mean lots of things to learn and the opportunity to create something new in our office.

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At home, things have been a little less hectic.  In reality it ought not be, but I've been slacking a bit.  However I have company arriving later today, the vacuuming needs to done before she gets here as the dust bunnies are threatening to take over.
I've got chicken in the fridge marinating to put on the grill this evening, and will cook up some potatoes and make a green salad to go with it.  I've been using a Kraft Italian zesty lime salad dressing as a marinade, very simple and very tasty.  The potatoes I'll cut up with onions and spices, pre-cook in the microwave and then toss on the grill in tinfoil for the last few minutes.  Dessert is also simple - cut watermelon.  

S will have been on the road for 7-8 hours before she arrives.  She called this morning to say she is stopping along the way to visit family, as an uncle's health is failing and they've called the family to say their goodbyes.  The trip S is on, will take her to Winnipeg, where she will wait with her daughter for the birth of her grandchild.  One life is nearly over, another set to begin.  

She'll stay with me through to Tuesday morning, then leave for Winnipeg when I leave for work that morning.  That's another 6-8 hours as she plans to stop in Virden to visit other family members.

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I have been spending a fair amount of time on the Cruise Critic website, dreaming of, and planning for my next cruise.  Good thing too, as a fellow cruiser posted on Friday that Princess was offering up to $150USD onboard credit (OBC) in honor of Canada Day.  It wasn't clear if it was simply for new bookings or not, so I contacted my travel agent.  She made several calls as the line was busy, and was able to secure me an additional $100US OBC.  The $150 was for balcony guests only but it's free money.  The OBC can be used for excursion, specialty dining, for tips, and other onboard purchases.  I had already received $200 OBC for this cruise so this was a real bonus.  

I have booked one excursion thus far, a whale watching tour in Bar Harbor.  I may book an excursion in St. John based on the recommendations of fellow passengers on Cruise Critic.  We're still 77 days away from sail-away so I have some time yet to decide.

We also have a good group on FB, there are fourteen confirmed solos on this cruise.  Almost all of us booked in the spring when the sale was on but we've had a couple of drop outs since then and a few added to the list.  It's going to be interesting feeling like I know some of the people before I even get onboard ship.


Since this is a fall cruise, I decided I'd like to have a wrap for the evening.  I started this shawl a couple of weeks ago and it's working up really quickly.

As you can see, I'm using three shades of green.  My color choice may limit what I can wear with it but I generally dress in black for the evening, so it should work well. It's made with a medium weight yarn so should be cozy.  

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I've been visiting my grandson and daughter every Friday for a couple of hours.  Things remain about the same with she and her partner.  Some days are good, others not so much.  I'm staying out of it as much as possible. No new photos of the little guy as I haven't had my camera with me.  

Speaking of my camera, I got a new zoom lens 75-300mm from Amazon.  I signed up with Angus Reid a couple of years ago; I get invites to surveys about once or twice a week and if I qualify I get points.  It took awhile but I was able to accumulate sufficient points to get a $50 Amazon gift card.  I used it to partially pay for the lens.  It arrived in the mail this past week, though I haven't had the chance to truly test it.  Perhaps S and I will go for a walk tomorrow and I'll take the camera along.

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Well, that pretty much sums up the past few weeks.  The vacuuming is not getting done by itself so I'd best wrap this up and get it done.  

Have a great week (or two or three) everyone!

Happy Father's Day to Dad

I don't have many photos of my Dad.  I'm not even certain where I found this one, as I know I didn't take it, nor do I know where it was taken.  It's not a particularly good photo, a little blurred, but still is one of my favorites.  There is a sense of other-worldliness with the light shining onto him with a sense of his hands in motion on the keys.

Dad loved to play the piano though didn't get a lot of opportunity to do so.  Mom always yelled at him when he sat down to play so he had to wait until she was out of the house (usually on Sundays when she went to church).

I assume he could read music, as he had a couple of hymnals that he used.  I don't know when or where he took any lessons or if he was simply self-taught.  It wouldn't have surprised me if it were the latter.  He undertook the task of learning to read in French when he was sixty by using a dictionary and laboriously searching out every word.

Some of my earliest memories are standing beside Dad as he played, singing along to some of his favorite hymns.  There were several but my memory only recalls they included Flow Swiftly Sweet Afton and The Old Rugged Cross.  I can no longer recall the words of the first and only the first verse of the second. 

Dad passed away on September 15, 2008 at the age of 98. I'm sure there will be a celebration in heaven, though I suspect mom still won't allow him to play the piano.  Happy Father's Day Dad!  Thanks for the memories.

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I've invited my daughter, J and baby Eli over for dinner this evening.  We'll celebrate J's first Father's Day.   He too, plays the piano, so I'm sure he and Eli will create some wonderful memories together.

Time passes by

It's been a while and not just since I posted, either.  This weekend marks the 40th anniversary of my high school graduation.  (No, even if I could find it I wouldn't post a photo.... just think geek with glasses and 70's hair.)

There is a reunion being held in my home town.  It is about a 4 hour drive from here.  I never planned to attend, to be honest I haven't kept in touch with many from my class, and of those I have the contact is mostly through Facebook.  I did join the Facebook group and have been following along through the pictures and posts.  You know what?  I don't recognize more than a dozen of them!  I guess we've all changed a great deal since high school.  

Instead I've spent the weekend working around the yard mostly and doing a bit of housework.  Unfortunately I recently tweaked a knee and my lower back gives me grief so my efforts are somewhat hampered as I'm only able to work for short periods of time.  Oh well, I can still get it done.

Yesterday morning I was up and at it early, weeding the front yard in the sunshine when I heard the loud rumble of thunder.  I looked up over the neighbour's house and saw this cloud.  When I looked around I could see there were several clouds to the south of us.  There were a few more rumbles of thunder and while we did get a few sprinkles from them but I was able to finish my work.  If you recall my front yard is zero-scaped, but apparently the weeds don't realize that.  They will take hold in the least amount of soil, even in the crack in the sidewalk out front.  I pull/dig out as many as I can and then Killex is my friend.  

The afternoon was spent doing boring inside chores which I won't recite.  After dinner, I spent some time in the back yard cleaning up the fallen pine cones.  I barely made a dent in what has fallen this spring.  From the look of the tree top there will be even more to fall.  

We had a decent rain accompanying a thunderstorm early Friday morning, but we're still very dry here.  I put the sprinklers on the grass and did some weeding in the back behind the sheds.  I discovered I have a tree that is nearly five feet tall growing there!  I know it wasn't there last year....so how it grew so quickly I've no idea.  I'll have to try to remove it with the clippers and if those don't work, borrow a saw.  

I moved the sprinkler to water the other half of the lawn, grabbed my camera and settled into a chair to relax and enjoy the lovely evening weather.  

All of my containers are doing well, though there is the odd plant that don't appear to be thriving.  I'll leave them be for a while yet before I replace anything, as I have a tendency to over-stuff the containers.  

My pansies are the shade most of the day but catch the sun in the evening.  The little faces make me smile.  One of the yellows did not survive but it appears the purples will take over the container, along with the pink coleus.

Last evening was the first preseason game for our Saskatchewan Roughrider football team.  It wasn't being televised so I listened to it on the radio (through the television).  Our team led most of the game but our rival Winnipeg Blue Bombers came back and took the lead in the last quarter.  With less than a minute to play, the Riders were able to tie the game.  It was an entertaining game - even if I couldn't see what was happening.  

Tonight is game 6 of the Stanley Cup finals (hockey).  I suspect the series will end as Pittsburgh played extremely well last game and Nashville looked tired.  It seems so late in the year to still be watching hockey even though I enjoy the game.  It's football season here in Canada! 

Oh, and I did have a visit with my Eli and D on Friday.  Since it rained heavily I couldn't get out into the yard as planned.  I picked them up about 10:30 and we headed out to a garage sale which promised lots of baby clothes.  There was lots of girl's clothing but not much for boy's.  We got a few items and decided to stop by the Salvation Army thrift store on our way to my place.  We scored there, picking up several items including a sleeper, shorts, t-shirts, a hat, and a hoodie jacket, plus a pair of capri pants for me.  Cost - less than $15.  Wow!  Everything was in good shape and at least two of the items for Eli appeared not to have been worn at all.

Eli was three months old on June 2.  He hasn't yet rolled over on his own, but the little stinker loves to be in the jolly jumper.  His head control is very good and D says he spends up to 45 minutes in it at a time. (I borrowed this photo from here Facebook page)  Tummy time is still not his favorite activity, I suspect because he hasn't figured out how to roll over, but he loves to hang out on his play mat and wiggle and kick.  He likes to know he has company but is quite capable of entertaining himself with his hands (hasn't discovered his feet yet), and is able to grasp and hold on to toys for a few seconds at a time. 

The beginning of the month also meant I could take another marble from the jar.  There are only 18 left remaining...when I think back to the start there were 48.  The weeks and months are definitely passing quickly! I've been busy at work, it seems we've had lots of meetings and there are more changes coming.  But I won't get into that here.

Time to do some blog reading...I've been a little (a lot) lax lately.  Take care everyone and have a great week!

Three G's - Grandchild, garage sale, and garden

Goodness, time has a way of slipping by on me. I couldn't tell you exactly what has happened over the last couple of weeks but I know I've been busy.

I took this week off work to do my planting and to prepare for a garage sale this weekend.  All that STUFF that was piled high has been sorted and priced with the hopes that the thundering hordes of deal seeking shoppers will find my home in the maze of suburban streets (thank goodness for GPS).  Did I ever tell you, when we first moved here in 2010, I told the realtor I drove around in circles until I found it?

My daughter came by to help out on Thursday evening, bringing the cutest baby in the world with her. (Nah, I'm not the least bit biased).

This smile just melts my heart.  Eli loves to giggle and coo, he's reaching for items and grasping, and loves anything with lights and sound.  

D says he is starting to sleep 5-6 hours at night, which means he's down to one feed at night.  She says that's often just a couple of ounces, a diaper change, and he's back to sleep.  I keep telling her, she's a lucky girl as he is such a good baby.   

Anyway, back to the garage sale... we opened the garage door at 6:30 on Thursday evening.  By 8:30 I had sold absolutely nothing, though had met several of my neighbours out for their evening walks.  I went to bed that evening with high hopes for a better day on Friday.  The morning was mostly chilly so I told my daughter I'd manage on my own.  Most of the morning consisted of the stay-at-home neighbours stopping by on their morning walks.  I've lived here for almost 7 years and this is the first time I've met many of them, maybe I ought to have had a garage sale early on?

My friend K stopped by about 11:30 a.m., by which point I'd earned a $1.  With her arrival things started to pick up though we managed to have a good visit between patrons.  She was kind enough to run out and pick us up some lunch which we enjoyed on the patio.  K left about 2:30 to do her volunteer bar-tending stint at a local senior's residence while I was dealing with, gasp!, several customers.

I closed down just after 5 p.m, with $85 in my pocket.  Most of the items I sold were priced at $5 or less, so I felt pretty good.  I might have done better if I stayed open a little later but I was feeling wind burnt and ready for the Friday night dinner with friends.  Saturday didn't bring much more business, and I ended at 3 p.m. with another $7. Definitely not worth the effort, but as I told a few people, it gave me an excuse to sit outdoors in the sun and fresh air to read a book.  After closing, I packed everything up to send over to my daughter's place later this week.  She and J will hold a yard sale next weekend.  With any luck they'll get rid of most of it - whatever is left is off to Community Living.  AND then I'll do the final purge, I've got some electronics and cardboard to go to recycling and a few items that don't fit into the waste bin so I'll need to call for a haul away.  

The rest of the week was spent gardening, doing a bit of housework (only when I couldn't find something to do outside or if it was cool/raining).  

I took these photos early this morning, so the sun hasn't made its way around from the east.  In the back are several planters containing sunpatience, petunias, and in the container on the deck fence are the leftovers, some petunia, salvia, and geranium.  I always end with one container that is a mishmash.

Not in the photo are the three containers of geranium, dichondra, and verbena, and one of impatience and pink coleus on the upper deck, a hanging basket of verbena and petunias, and one of pansies and pink coleus over by the shed on the right.

In the front flower bed, I have a container of impatience (ext to the sunflower thermometer), a hanging basket of fuschia, and interspersed among the perennials are several nicotiana.  I found a variety this year of pinks, my favorite is the pale pink below.

I love how they provide a fragrance in the evening and if this plant is any indication, they'll provide lots of blooms.

Not pictured are the three containers of sunpatience, salvia and brachycome to the right of the patio, a hanging basket of petunia and verbena and a planter of snapdragons and salvia close in front of the patio table (these block the view from the driveway.)

My patio is one of my favorite spots in the yard  I'm tucked behind the evergreen in front, which provides great privacy.  It gets sunny later in the afternoon and evening, so also provides a cooler spot to sit in the summer.  K and I enjoyed our lunch the other day sitting here.

Out in the front yard, I went lazy again this year, and used two hanging planters I purchased to fill the tall black containers.  There were petunias, calibrocha, and trailing verbena, and I added a ivy to each to trail down the side  

The other container has wave petunias, some pink and some striped pink.  By the end of summer the pot should be overfilled, but I like the look.

I managed to keep my containers to only 21 this year.  Hooray!  We had a bit of a frost scare last week but it looks like that worry is finally past.  I hadn't bothered to cover anything, survival of the fittest and all that, but lost nothing.  

I've really enjoyed this past ten days away from the office.  I've accomplished a fair amount, but had lots of time to rest and relax as well.  I've read a book from cover to cover this week, had some great cuddles with the cats, hung out with the grandson (and daughter), and simply recharged.  I'm sure tomorrow will be a shock to the system. Oh well, I'll survive as there are only 111 days until my next vacation.  :)

Have marvelous week everyone!

Memories

My mother, along with many other talents, was a gardener.  During my childhood, she maintained a huge vegetable garden, the produce of which she fed us throughout much of the year.  There bags and bags of potatoes (a staple at almost every dinner), frozen peas, carrots, and canned dill pickles, beets, crabapples, and jams and jellies.  Did I mention she was also a great cook?  It was most often plain fare, meat, potatoes and a veg or two.  (And bread because my dad insisted).  It may have been simple but it always tasted so good!

I think she loved her flowers best.  There was always a row of sweet peas bordering the front of the vegetable garden. Perhaps the border was meant to hide the weeds....though I don't Dad ever let any grow.  Much to mom's chagrin he often mistook new growth, resulting in a scolding and a replanting when possible. 

Several other flower beds in the yard yielded cut flowers for more than one wedding.  When she moved to town, she created flower beds where none existed.  Well, Dad dug them, she planted and cared for them.  One of those beds was filled with a variety of lilies.  She ordered them from seed company catalogues or was given a division from another like-minded gardener.

In the bed closest to the house was a baby's breath she had brought from the farm.  When we sold the house before Dad died, I brought a piece of it with me to Regina and planted in my garden.  When we moved in 2010 I left it there, as this yard has a north exposure.  I was happy to see it growing in the yard for a couple of years before the new owners tore everything out.  

Spring and of course, Mother's Day always brings my memories of mom closer. It has been over 12 years since she passed away.  If I could, as the song says, I would wish for another day with her.

This weekend is also the anniversary of my grandmother's passing.  She was only 65 years old when she passed away in 1972, the day before Mother's Day. I was only 13 years old so my memories of Nan are few.  She taught us to play Canasta, she was smoker (like my Grandpa and my mom), she liked a cold beer on a hot day, and she would often stand at her kitchen sink looking out the window to the back yard (and garden).  She had the counter height raised so she could lean on her elbows without having to bend over to do so.

I have very few photos of either mom or Nan.  I don't think either of them liked their photos taken.  I found this one of Nan in an old photo album of my mom's.  believe it was taken on a trip to the Maritimes (perhaps Nova Scotia).  Nor do I know what year it was taken but would think it was around the mid-1960's so she would have been about 60 years old at time.

Happy Mother's Day mom and Nan.  I hope you are together sharing your special day.

Happy Mother's Day to all the mom's - including all who mother our fur babies.