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Perhaps it’s old age, or common sense, or the wisdom of being ancient!

Yesterday we had considered our strength in the early morning and decided not to venture into Saskatoon, a two hour drive away.  Following a great church service, we headed home – feeling much better.  With activities that had transpired following the church service, we arrived home into the early afternoon, without sufficient time to head to the memorial service which had beckoned us to head to Saskatoon.

We decided to stay home!

And then our daughter phoned.  She wondered if we were headed into Saskatoon.  They were there.  Did we want to join them for a coffee or for supper? 

Without a strict time frame we felt we could head in.  And we were both feeling in good enough physical shape by then to be able to enjoy the afternoon.

So we did what we had done 35 years ago.  We got in the car, headed off on a four hour round trip to have coffee/ice cream/supper!

Sometimes you just want to be young again!

Around the table tonight we were discussing perceptions of our town.

In the past few months I have heard people say that the town is unfriendly.  That we have a sense of ungratefulness and entitlement.  That this atmosphere creates an aloofness pitting us against them.

And so, I’m wondering how we promote thankfulness in our town.  Most of us do recognize the many things that a small town like Kindersley provides.  But how do we let others know?  How do we express this thankfulness in ways that the community notices and rallies alongside? 

Any thoughts?

Well, tonight we have “Christmas in August.”

My brother, his good wife, two kids and the wife’s sister are all here.  And our son dropped in as well (right off the boat!).  We’ve been out today viewing my father’s gravesite, visiting the local walking trail, the church and Tim Horton’s.  Further excitement has been booking motels for my brother for his path back to Georgetown, Ontario (which they are hoping to include a Milwaukee Brewers vs. the Chicago Cubs).

So, this should be great!  Turkey and all!!

Today I headed over to the neighbours to take out a stump.  On the way, I noticed another neighbour was working on their stumps.  I watched them try to chain saw the stump to the ground. 

Meanwhile, I headed to the stump that was sitting there waiting to stump me.  I dug, chopped and shovelled.  In less than two hours the stump was out.  And the other neighbours were over checking out my work. 

Their stump was still stumping them, and they still had another to go!  I volunteered to come over and help with the second stump they were just working on.  We dug, chopped and shovelled and in less than two hours that stump was out.

The neighbours were surprised.  Their first stump had taken almost twice as much time and was merely leveled to the ground but not removed.

Interestingly, I was seen as the expert (this is my fourth stump removal – that’s all).  I suppose the greatest input I had was to say, “keep going!”  Without having removed a stump the neighbours had no idea what it would take – and their previous stump removal had been contracted out to a backhoe and “big machines.” 

How could a shovel and axe take out an immovable stump??  Patience and systematic work!  And someone who really believes it can be done!

And so, two stumps in one day.  That’s enough!!  Time to hit the sack!!