In some ways this has been a very quick month, in others it was long. Long was because we did a lot in September, short because, well, at this age time does seem to fly by.
First there was moving. Moving wore us both out more than either of us realized.
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Disassembling the recliner |
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Loading up the motorhome |
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Even the car was loaded |
August and September were harvest months and I don't like anything to go to waste. Canning and freezing. We even made prunes. We did our best to eat all the vegetables and even made grape juice. Our friend just gave us another box of apples which I will get to tomorrow.
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Tomatoes became sauce and canned tomatoes |
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Peaches became jam, preserves and frozen |
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Plums became prunes |
We made a quick trip to Manitoba to see our daughter Charlette, her husband and their two teenaged sons. They had just acquired a big dog, Ken, to add to their 3 cats and a rabbit.
In September we were thrilled to find a doctor. Dr. Mackay
(pronounced the Scottish way Ma key). He and his family are not long from Scotland. He seems like a real go-getter . He had me going for blood tests, chest x-rays and I had a trip to the Sleep Clinic (no fun believe me). I have a follow-up appointment coming up and will have some kind of contraption to help me breath properly.
I was excited to find a quilting class, two mornings a week for the month of October. And then it was cancelled due to lack of interest. I will teach myself with the help of YouTube.
Seems strange but suddenly there is wild life all over. Quail to torment Zoe in the yard.
And deer in the yard to show us that we have to put more fence in if we expect to grown vegetables.
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Not a good picture but that's what you get when you have to run, get the camera and shoot.
We have joined the garden club and went to our second meeting Thursday night. Seems like a very fun group of men and women.
Driving home after the garden club meeting we hit a raccoon on the highway. Sorry guy but hey you cross a highway with a 100 km speed limit after dark chances are....
Strangely enough the following night, there were 7 or 8 raccoons on the deck outside our bedroom. Doug took a bunch of pictures but we have screens on the windows and not one turned out. He thinks the raccoons are seeking revenge.
Yesterday I got a tattoo. Something I have been thinking about for a while. Neither of us want to grow old so we do things that younger people do. I chose to memorialize our cat Zoe. I was amazed that it did not hurt at all. Not at all. I am so pleased. The tattoo artist, a girl, was great. She made the stencil from pictures I shared with her. The resemblance is unreal.
Monday will be the first day of October. Let's see what we can get up to then.
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