March 15, 2024

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When I stopped in for a visit after school, Dad had a piece of paper in his hand and said, "Do you have your hand control handy?" He was curious if it would bring up two interesting words that he already knew the meaning of and another that he heard in an old movie.

1. sloven

2. staddle

3. pixilated

I enjoyed hearing his stories attached to each word.




March 13, 2024

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For the fall semester, Eliza attended the University of Strathclyde in Glasgow, Scotland. She was there with three Dalhousie classmates who are also in the Masters program for Architecture. With photos and videos shared by them, I made an Instagram reel to help save some of the memories. We are so grateful that God opened this door for Eliza. What an experience!




March 10, 2024

Stories from Home

We had a bad snow storm.

Donald Lutes was older and David Lutes was younger than me.

Their father was overseas and their mother was expecting.

Dad knew the boys shouldn't walk home from school all alone.

(I'm not sure where I was that day. We were living with my grandparents.)

He went up to the school.

Through the storm, Dad carried David, while Donald walked beside him.

They went down Magnetic Hill, walked in the Charles Lutes Road, and then across to Elmer Lutes' on Ryan Road.

Their mother met them at the door, and she said,

   "I wondered how the boys were going to get home."

Dad did stuff like that.

- Mom

March 9, 2024

Counting Blessings

a day for secondhand shopping and a little road trip with Mom

a movie night with Karla

a Buctouche run with Ethan

a sea glass night with Yada friends

   and then days at home to finish March Break

      including a snow storm that lasted all day

facetime chats with Annie and Eliza

puttering

naps with Pearl


March 8, 2024

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- the night before Eliza flew to Scotland for the fall semester -


Growing up, Dad would pray with us before we went to school.

Moments like this with our children are so precious.




March 7, 2024

Stories from Home

As a child, a nice summer day would be meeting school friends at the mill pond for a swim. 

In the evening, I would play on the old hay wagon out back of the the machine shed. I would sing and pretend I was a singing cowgirl. 

My dad was quite a singer and yodeled. You could hear him for miles. 

I got so I could yodel as well. What a noise!

- Mom

March 6, 2024