Did you do what I did on Sunday?
I took a drive to have a look at the fall colours up and down our highways and country roads.
It is so amazing that something that is dying can be so beautiful.
No pain no gain!
That saying is definitely true when it comes to getting one’s wisdom teeth removed.
Last Wednesday I went under the knife in Winnipeg in an effort to get rid of the constant pain I had been experiencing most of the summer.
Ever have an experience make you paranoid for life?
Well about 15 years ago I was camping with my parents in Thunder Bay. We purchased a case of beer one night and put it in a cooler. Since no one felt like drinking (in our group that is) we went to bed thinking we would have a few the next day or two.
Think gasoline prices are bad? Well the way things are looking the heating costs for just about all sources of heat will be high this winter.
The gas companies are applying for rate hikes that will result in even higher bills than last year.
What an inspiration!
The young ladies pictured here definitely say a lot about today’s youth.
On their own they decided to do something to help the victims of Hurricane Katrina. In total they raised over $300 Canadian for the cause selling Koolaid.
Next week the kids head back to school and fall officially starts... well at least in my line of work.
If someone took the calendar away and I had to tell what time of year it was just by the activities and the level of business going on, I probably could tell you.
Odie Johnston wagged his tail for the last time Tuesday, August 9, 2005 at the age of 72 (14 in human years). He was thought to have been born some time in early 1991.
Odie had a rough start to his life having been abandoned on the streets of International Falls, Minnesota around the age of six. He had been on the streets for some time and in the fall of 1997 he was found nearly dead. He was nursed back to health by a caring adopted mom, Cathy Imhoff, of Little Fork, MN.
How do you say goodbye to one of your best friends forever?
Last Tuesday I had to do just that.
My dog Odie (the black and white one) suffered a stroke two days earlier and did not recover.
I have to give council a pat on the back for hiring an animal control officer... and the new officer, one for getting out there and doing her job.
Sabine Drackert stopped me on the street late last week and said, “I have to ask you something.”