Survived the flights on Wednesday and drove home from Saskatoon Thursday. For some reason I was more nervous in the sky over mountains than over prairie. Quelle surprise. Perhaps a window seat is not the best idea.

Everything back here turned green during the week I was away. I walked to the new place after supper.

Before walking back, I went with Scott across the road to look at some of the cattle. He strolled among them in slow motion, reaching for their noses.

Alien cows. Who knew.

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Joan and Gary were off to Vegas before I was out of bed the morning after arriving in Kelowna. It was just me and the kids at their place for the next four nights. On Saturday I took them to Dad and Grace's, where we spent the afternoon and had supper. Again I did not get a decent photo of Grace; just the top of her head, in one. Tsk. But anyway, she's a sweetie and Dad is smitten, and they're a very happy couple.

Ben, Dad, Jordan

The babysitting was not tough at all. It almost felt like a sort of retreat. The kids were angels, and the weather was fine enough to spend some time sunning on the patio.

The only beer I had all week.
Honest.