Good Evening, dear hearts..
How are you all doing in your part of the world?
Today has been another sad day in Canada as another senseless tragedy has taken place with the shooting death of one of our own soldiers in our capital city..
This world is getting to be a scary place even here where we are known to be lovers of peace..
We so need to pray for our government and the protectors of our country..
Terry and I went to the woods yesterday..
He needed to chop some more fire wood for Winter ..
Actually, I believe that this is for next year as this season's is already in the basement..
I guess that is how it is done..
Chop this year for next and so on.. smile..
Anyway, I did not want him going alone so I packed up a bag of books and a lunch and away we went..
Picking up the mail yielded this book from Amazon that I ordered a couple of weeks ago..
Our Canadian woods are a beautiful place to be this time of year..
And the wind was blowing so I was a happy gal..
Terry chopped wood and I read and made lists.. (That is one thing I like to do..)
Shonda wants me to share a craft table with her at a Christmas show so I had a few plans to make..
I may try it.. smile..
After a while we had a bit of lunch..
A thermos of tomato soup and a bit of homemade bread that my Mom made..
Terry had a couple of salmon sandwichs with some homemade pickles..
A glass of ginger ale hit the spot, too..
The mosses and ferns and foliage are so beautiful..
Nearby, were a few windmills...
The drive up to the Kent Hills is uphill all the way.. grin..
Midway through the afternoon the thermos of tea came out..
What is there about having a hot cup of tea outside on a cool windy day? It tastes so good and I am sure it is just what the doctor ordered.. smile..
During the War everyone drank tea during each crisis and it helped everyone to calm down..
I think it works.. grin..
Watching Terry (who is not a young man) cutting down wood with a running power saw in one hand and a pulp hook in another is not really my cup of tea.. The wood was huge and heavy ..
I felt like I had been drug through a knot hole backwards by the time we came off that mountain..
But several hours later it was time to head back home with a trailer and the back of the truck full of wood..
He's a good man... smile..
We did have a flat tire on the way back in the dark..
Ohhh.. I was so glad to get home..
I think he only needs to get one more load.. I hope.. smile..
Terry thinks I would like for him to live in a bubble..grin..
Are you ladies like me when your husbands are just not the youngsters they think they still are..
I am thankful that he still has the health and strength to do this..
I will just be glad when this chore is done.. eh?
On another note I am also thankful for this country that we live in..
For the people who put their lives on the line every day to protect us..
I pray that God will cover them with His divine protection..
Thank you, sweet friends for dropping by the Blessed Hearth tonight..
Your comments mean so much to me and make blogging so worth the effort..