Long Weekend

 This weekend was a three-day weekend for Derek and we took full advantage of it.  We spent time on the couch reading reading reading (of which I have no photos), spent time with friends outdoors, had a weiner roast with family which turned into a BBQ due to rain, Derek and Luke camped in the backyard, and we spent time cruising southern manitoba getting the family history tour from Derek's folks, which included visiting a couple cemeteries where relatives are resting.  One thing strikes me as I review photos from the weekend: 

This land has a lot of sky.

This is a very honest photo.  Cordell goin' nuts, Victor off doing something else, Seamus sleeping, Jack looking nicely at the camera and Luke...holding his crotch.  That's us.

In Schoenweise.

One of my father-in-law's sister's headstone.  She only lived a day.  We had a talk with Luke about respecting gravestones, but we were hard-pressed to keep him off the lovely climb-able ones, and I wasn't very strong-willed in disciplining him because I kind of think the dead like to have cheerful visitors like Luke.  Cheerful, quirky little wrong-shoed visitors.

Helene's Mom rests beside a canola field.  Harv and John laid the concrete on her grave and covered it with broken bits of blue glass which sparkle in the sun.  Much of the glass has fallen out after all these years, but the idea makes me smile.

These were very old headstones, some with living dates in the 1860's.

Helene's grandma's summer kitchen.

Helene's grandparent's barn.

Breakfast for dinner!  With homemade syrup.  I have to share that recipe with you, it is SO good.

To bed.