It beats going to the Gym!

To look at the pictures, you would wonder why I balk at the thought of getting out and getting some exercise…


But I do, often. A wall of inertia must be overcome to drag this comfort loving home-body out into the elements. There are so many factors to consider:

The COLD. The bundling up just right but not too much. The fear that this will be the time I fall and hurt something, or suffer some cataclysmic life-changing event. Then there is the sheer work of it.  (X-country skiing may be about g-l-i-d-i-n-g but first there is the push, and it is most definitely WORK. Ditto that for snowshoeing, only there is no glide!)  All these factors rise up in protest at the prospect of getting out in the wild white outdoors.  Oh how grateful I am for Jim’s sanctifying leadership!  He sees to it that my objections do not win out and I am almost 100% of the time grateful to have gotten out and gotten some scenery-laden exercise!

The Highline Trail, Canmore:


Sundance Canyon, Banff

 (*I have loved a wonky picture since my first roll of film with my Brownie camera)

Upper Bankhead, Banff:   

Lake Minnewanka…

Home–the place I love best.  The fire-pit out front vanished (almost!) this week:


Return, O my soul, to your rest; for the LORD has dealt bountifully with you.
For you have delivered my soul from death, my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling;
I will walk before the LORD in the land of the living. Ps.116:7-9 ESV


Home again from my tour-de-grandbabies

I got home a week ago from my grandma travels, to brilliant morning sun pouring in the front window–a dramatic change after living in ‘the shadow’ of our mountains all winter.  It has helped to ease me back into this white winter and a quiet routine devoid of soft baby cheeks and pudgy hands learning pat-a-cake.

Following the visit with the newest grandaughter up north, I had continued my tour-de-grandbabies with a flight back ‘home’ to Powell River to catch up with Jaxon, now 9 months old,  and his parents and aunties!

God sent a batch of sunshine that apparently has been long in coming.  It made the walks in my favorite places with some of my favorite people all the  more special!



I even got a sneak preview of springtime–


On departure day, the rains returned for my ferry crossing to fly home– a fitting finish to a sweet week of home and family.



Give thanks to the LORD Almighty, for the LORD is good.  His faithful love endures for ever! 

Flying North to meet the new one ( :

Just two and a half months overdue, it was time for me to fly…

and meet baby Tiffany and try to catch up with her big sister, Alexis who is a very busy little somebody!

Record-breaking snowfall accompanied my visit!

It makes for a much-coveted and refreshing snack!

When it was time to go, we almost found a way for Lexi to come along…

But who would be left to entertain the baby?



“Children are a heritage from the LORD, offspring a reward from him.”

Ps.127:3 NIV