What a Sunday
I just finished a whirlwind trip home, and also to a prayer service for a double-first cousin of my Dad. Saskatchewan is now short another farmer, and a kind man. I ate supper at the JH Cafe with my parents and the Zahariuks (spelling?). It rained, misted, or fogged the whole day, and is going to freeze tonight in Regina. My garden hasn’t sprouted yet, but I just remembered some plants on my deck have, yikes, better bring those in… The rain has been nice though, it’s been too long without any.
