Happy Birthday, Joan! If I recall the story correctly, 38 years ago today Karen and I were biking all over Margo, knocking on doors and announcing that our baby sister had been born and we hoped she would be named Suzie. We didn't get our wish there but we did get an adorable little bundle to dote on ... a smiley, sweet little darling who is no less cherished by her big sisters now than she was back then.

And what a birthday gift you received this year, eh?
We are now great-aunts. Welcome to the family, Kade!

Our little great-nephew was born this morning in Yorkton. I hope he is still there when I get to the city. Word is that he was having some trouble breathing, probably due to his mother being dosed with demerol before his birth, and might have to be transferred to Regina. I hope not. While my friend Joanne is attending filmmaking workshops (we're going to the Yorkton Short Film and Video Festival over the next four days), I'll be visiting the new little family at the hospital, and other friends and family. And shopping for outfits to wear to weddings this July.

Gotta finish getting packed, bathed, baking bread, making granola, and oh, it wouldn't hurt to do some work too. I'll be gone till Sunday. Talk amongst yourselves!

The photo above is courtesy of Mom's cousin, Bev Bartley, who took it while visiting British Columbia's Harrison Hot Springs, home of the world-famous sandcastle-building competition.