Mother’s day

It’s a tradition on mother’s day to take my mother and go to visit the grave of her mother.  And even though she died before Jesse was born, I think he feels he knows his great-grandmother because we keep this link alive. It’s also special to my mother so that’s part of why we make the trip. Continue reading


Is he or isn’t he?

Our last beach getaway took us to Sandy Cape, about 250 km north of the metropolitan area.  For the first time we took our dog Bronson, normally we leave him with friends because a lot of national parks don’t allow dogs.  Bronson had a ball (excuse the pun!).  He loves the beach anyway and did lots of digging, swimming and chasing the ball to tire himself out. Continue reading