Sunday, April 19, 2009
Oxbows
Will, we have returned from a wonderful week out west in Saskatchewan. We visited with our daughter, her family and friends.
The flight out was marvelous, from Winnipeg to Regina we flew on a small jet and wow what a view of the prairie provinces! We were able to see how vast an area it is and I loved looking at the river as it flowed with such great twists and turns. This phenomenon I am told is called Oxbows...An oxbow lake is a U-shaped body of water formed when a wide meander from the mainstem of a river is cut off to create a lake. This landform is called an oxbow lake for the distinctive curved shape that results from this process. By itself, the word oxbow can also mean a U-shaped bend in a river or stream, whether or not it is cut off from the mainstream.[1][2]
As it happens our daughter and her husband live in the lovely town of Oxbow Sask.
I was amazed by the views and my husband and I tried taking picture from our seats, they may not be clear but hopefully you can get the zest of the vastness of the land mass and the river meandering.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Happy Easter
Today is the start of a well deserved Vacation for my husband and me.
We are visiting our daughter and her family, can't wait to see the grandchildren.
Stacie, who's 2 is the youngest of our 6 grandchildren and we haven't seen her since she was a baby. Baillie is now 8 years old and is a great Figure Skater, she captured 2 Regional Gold Medals in her age group last month for Dance and Compulsory.
Yesterday was a sad, and depressing day at my workplace, we became another victim of the Global Economic Crisis... 317 employees got their pink slips. We knew it was a possibility, but were hoping things would not come to this.
I would like to wish everyone a Happy Easter and a Happy Spring!!!
Try and spend time with your Family and Friends this Easter, and be ever so grateful for what we do have, and never envious of what someone else has...
God Bless
We are visiting our daughter and her family, can't wait to see the grandchildren.
Stacie, who's 2 is the youngest of our 6 grandchildren and we haven't seen her since she was a baby. Baillie is now 8 years old and is a great Figure Skater, she captured 2 Regional Gold Medals in her age group last month for Dance and Compulsory.
Yesterday was a sad, and depressing day at my workplace, we became another victim of the Global Economic Crisis... 317 employees got their pink slips. We knew it was a possibility, but were hoping things would not come to this.
I would like to wish everyone a Happy Easter and a Happy Spring!!!
Try and spend time with your Family and Friends this Easter, and be ever so grateful for what we do have, and never envious of what someone else has...
God Bless
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Card Making Class
This morning I attended a stamp a stack class. We made 12 cards, 6 different designs. It was great!
The morning whizzed by and before we realized, it was 1:00 pm. I met new friends, shared ideas, and the creative juices flowed... what a way to start a weekend...
Today it is very windy and cold outside, hopefully old man winter will just blow away with the wind.. can't wait to enjoy the back yard, plant flowers, and fire up the grill.
I have not mastered the art of posting pictures on my blog yet, but I going to try and add pictures of the cards I made this morning, so here goes...
Friday, April 3, 2009
My blog title
Having grown up on the East coast of Canada, I am well aware of the low growing stunted trees we call Tuckamore. These trees are usually found along the wind swept coast and have branches on the leeward side. The branches are interwoven which makes a very dense foliage, usually dwarf junipers, spruce, or fir.
When I decided I would like to write a blog, I wanted a name that would reflect my heritage and immediately thought about the Tuckamore trees of my childhood.
The Tuckamore always looked as if it was just hanging on the edge, arms extended and floating in the wind, free.
When I decided I would like to write a blog, I wanted a name that would reflect my heritage and immediately thought about the Tuckamore trees of my childhood.
The Tuckamore always looked as if it was just hanging on the edge, arms extended and floating in the wind, free.
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