Marilyn was up before the crack of dawn to get ready for a road trip to Moose Jaw to have Thanksgiving lunch with her parents, her brother Tim and his wife Naomi who were visiting from Calgary, Alberta.
It was pretty dismal all day, low grey clouds that looked like they were ready to dump at any time, but the roads were good and the only snow that fell was around Regina and it didn't last long. After lunch and a visit...and a motherboard catastrophy on her parents computer, Marilyn left for home with a piano keyboard and a desktop computer that badly needs a transplant so her mother can get back online. Because who can last without the various 'pass this on to 10 friends for good luck' and 'good jokes you probably forgot about since you got them the last 30 times' emails?
On the way home Marilyn was amazed by the amount of crop that is still out in the field and it was quite obvious that we did not get near as much snow as they did closer to the Qu'Appelle Valley. The geese were able to find some open water and could be seen picking through some of the swaths burried under the snow in the fields. The field of canary seed looks as though it will be a bit of a nightmare when the snow disappears...all lodged and laying down...not good at all. The
Marilyn decided to call Al before she went through town to see if she needed to pick something up in town, but there was no answer at home. Then she remembered that he had gone to Melville to meet his step-dad for supper and coincidentally, she was just passing Melville as she was talking to him, so she stopped in and had a chat with them while they finished thei
And this internet is slower than dial-up tonight...grrr...
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