I am just finishing working 2 weeks straight and now I have some down time coming. I start with the Regina Folk Festival and I am going with my sister Debra. I expect we will have a great time. Lee and I used to go to the festival a long time ago. I am especially looking forward to Emy Lou Harris and Arlo Guthrie. I am a little concerned about a bunch of bands/performers who I haven't heard before. I hope they aren't a bunch of noise makers.
I work Monday- Wednesday then Thursday morning take off for the Reesor Ranch and a week of cattle and calf round up and branding. I am very excited. I will stop and visit with the Freisen family on the way there and on the way back I will swing around to Wood Mountain and take in a small folk festival before coming home August 26.
Sasha and Claire were here over the August long weekend. It was nice to see them riding again. They really enjoyed the new kitchen where Claire invented a rainbow version of death by chocolate. White cake batter turned purple, vanilla pudding turned orange and cool whip turned green. Quite pretty to look at. I taught Claire how to cook when she was 2 years old. She is very creative and not afraid to alter recipes.
When Sasha got back to Winnipeg she called and asked about Thanksgiving weekend. Would grampa and gramma be there (my parents)? I checked in with them and yes they would come.Well now Sasha and the girls plan to come. YEH! I have invited Louise and Lynda and my circle the wagon friends as I think it would be a good time to bury the remainder of Lee's ashes.
I find Thanksgiving weekend to be so much more meaningful to me than Christmas day. I always asked Lee to say grace and she always did a fine job of including everyone. We always remember and make a point of mentioning the names of those not here and those family members who have passed. After all its all about being grateful. I also realized that being with family for this final ashes ceremony is important to me so I extended an invitation to come for 4 pm and stay for supper.
Tears come when I imagine this year without Lee. Mary will say grace and Mary will do a fine job. It just won't be the same without her. How do we get used to these things?
Now a big decison- where should the ashes go? I am leaning towards where Jazz is burried. I can see it from the kitchen window and I can plant a flowering shrub there. Lee so loved that dog....
Perhaps we will discuss this as a group and take a vote...
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