daily life as life goes on . . .

The last big effort before the summer!  Our seniors group is meeting for their “picnic” tomorrow.  We’ll have around 50 in attendance and pulled beef is the feature on the menu.  And NO, pulled beef is not wieners!  Beef on a bun would be a better description.

So, today I got to accompany my wife to prepare a potato salad.  Chefs spend years learning to chop.  I spent the afternoon.  Radishes, celery and boiled eggs.  Straight lines and slivers and mess. 

But, it all came together.  My wife prepared a great sauce for over the ingredients.  The smell was right.  And tomorrow our seniors will enjoy the taste sensation of fresh potato salad.

If you are thinking of coming to join us, please do!  The tastes will be great, we have a band playing southern gospel music and hymns, and I have a short devotional for all.

Cost?  For our “picnic” there is no cost.   Free to all!!

And the egg wasn’t hard boiled!  Guess where it ended up.

First, to the walking trail official opening.  For almost 10 years the trail has gone around our town dam.  Today we did the official thing – with lots of hamburgers and speeches.

Then to a 95th birthday party.  Anyone still moving, with wit and wisdom, is worth celebrating!  God is good.  Cake and goodies galore.

A slo pitch game followed.  No food but lots of fun.

And then home for the day!  A great time had by all.

We were excited to hear the news.  Apparently my sister, her friends, her town (OK, just her town) was chosen to have the local CTV television station do their evening newscast from the humble village.

Lafleche is a great little whistlestop (actually no train stops there, but I think the picture works).  My sister has a small acreage outside of town, and my father’s estate owns a home in town.  There is fame and fortune in “them thar hills” (once again, there aren’t any real hills, but I think the picture works).

So, excitedly tonight, we searched the internet.  Looking for a live feed.  That would show us the residents and their humble hamlet.

In this case, no such live digital video.  No such opportunity to view the world.  No picture that works.

And to think, the world can watch webcams in the nooks and crannies of the world, but we can’t get an actual broadcast of a television station that is sending out a live signal to the world of Southern Saskatchewan.

Sour grapes, you say?  Well, actually I think my sister tried to grow grapes in Lafleche.  Didn’t work.  Get the picture?