The Lord will fulfill His purpose for me; Your love, O Lord, endures forever ~ do not abandon the works of Your hands. Psalms 138:8



Our drive home

I just realized I hadn't posted all the photos from our Very Excellent Adventure with D&T....so here they are...

Gorgeous drive into Osoyoos

Stopped for fresh fruit

Stopped at beautiful Bromley Rock

God is good.
All the time.

South Eastern BC

The Creston Rotary Club is selling our Cranberry Creek puddings as a fundraiser, so we decided to hit the road and personally introduce the club to our puddings. Our friends Don and Trudy went along for the ride, since it was Don's brother Dave and Ruth that were our contact in the Rotary Club. (Sorry...I didn't get one photo of our kind hosts)


I attended the Rotary breakfast at 7 am....okay, for those who know me well, you can stop snickering now. For those who don't....just let it be said that I am NOT a morning person.

We then had the day to spend as we pleased....the guys went golfing and the girls ....you guessed it...went shopping. We strolled down Main Street and poked through secondhand stores. One of the stores was called Gleaners (I like the name) and I found a Fisher-price camper truck with all the pieces. It was my shopping find of the day, since the boys have a motorhome that looks just like it.

The next day I did a radio spot at 8 am and then we hit the road again back towards home.

We stopped for lunch in Greenwood - the town that Snow Falling on Cedars was shot. Looks like that was the last thing that really happened there....the store fronts are still done up with the movie fronts....just s slow, little town with a noble past. It was where alot of the Japanese internment people settled after the war.

We then drove on to Osoyoos, where we found a terrific condo to stay in....Walnut Beach Resort. We went for a FABULOUS dinner, and just relaxed, chatted, read and sat in the sun by the pool.

These are a few shots I took from the dock....I spent some time with the Lord there. It was good to actually have a plan to meet together with others at the same time to pray.....thanks, Crystal for the call to prayer.
It was a quick, fun trip....but best of all it was time spent with good friends...feeling blessed.
Well, I have a messy office and need to dig myself out.
Hope you have a terrific weekend, my friends!

Rheanne and Jordan's Wedding Day

Well, the day arrived and the weather was iffy.....but nothing could spoil the day for the happy couple. So we were on-site to move the wedding from outside to inside. It ended up being a great decision since the sky opened up and dumped rain just when the bridesmaids were walking down the aisle.
(click on the photos for a closer look)
But the sun came out again for the photo shoot between the ceremony and the reception. All our kids were together....here's a pic with John and Barbie (Ken and Marilyn's son and DIL)


We stepped out for a coffee with my SIL Katharine and son Kade so that the staff could put the room back together for the reception. This collage is me trying to get a photo of all of us...

The final photo was taken by Trev....
My days as a photographer are numbered!


Rheanne looked stunning in her gown....she danced with her Dad to Steven Curtis Chapman's Cinderella Song....a VERY special moment for both of them.
Denay was there, but the wee boys were not...just as well...I'm sure they would have been under the table with the other cousins!
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We had fun on the dance floor.....it was the kind of music that everyone - even the kids could dance to.....check out the "sprinkler" with Christy and Shawna!

We are so happy for you, Rhe and Jord....we wish you a life filled with God's richest blessings. Just follow Him and see what He has in store for you both!

A call to prayer

A young blogger friend Crystal has sent out a call to prayer today at 12:30 pm. I am in Osoyoos and will be joining in.....there is much to pray for and our God is a God who loves us and answers prayer.

Join with us if you can and let's see what God will do.

Be blessed, my friends as we unite together for God to move in our lives.

Open House

Jordan and Lindsey hosted an open house to celebrate their new home and also it just happened to be Lind's birthday. It was a fun, relaxing time, and I know that Linds and Jord felt blessed. Life is always better when shared with family and friends.
Enjoy life today, and share it....even better!

My roots are showing

Address: 2446 West 13th Avenue; Phone: Regent-8-2519
13th and Larch, Kitsilano just two blocks from Kits High in Vancouver
This is the house I was raised in...my Mom was watching Dragnet 1954 when she went into labor. No one was home, so our neighbour, Johnny Watson, (creator of Sundance Trampolines) had to drive us to Vancouver General Hospital.

I lived there for the first 13 years of my life. I still remember as a wee girl of 8 or 9 looking out from that top left window and looking over the downtown core and over to the North Shore mountains and praying for the city. God was very real to me as a child...A good reminder as I interact with the g-babies....God IS real and He does make Himself known to the very youngest of children.

Other things I remember:

Having my older brother Bruce take me to the movies up at the Ridge Theater on Saturday afternoons for $.25 (I seem to recall he was not too excited to have me tagging along)
Having to be home for supper by the 5 o-clock whistle (at the Labbatt's Brewery up on Arbutus and 12th)...that was the standard for every child in the neighborhood.
And laying in bed and listening for the 9 o-clock gun from Stanley Park...yes, we could actually hear it all that way....I guess there were fewer buildings in the way back then.
Walking the three blocks up the street to my Granny Pellitier's house (Grandad lived there too....Why is it that it's always G-ma's house and not G'pa's?) Any-who...Granny would call and say that the cinnamon buns were just out of the oven, and I would have to walk up and taste them first and then bring some home...oh, what a sad life I lived!
I remember the day my oldest brother Ken left to join the army...I was in my pj's at the side of the house, he picked me up and said he had to go....I was maybe three...I cried.
Walking the few blocks down to Broadway and Larch to the White Spot for fries and a Coke...for about $.25....sometimes I'd even get a milkshake....yum!
Swimming in our pool....we felt VERY plush to have an in-ground pool....it was an Esther Williams Pool...so 1950's! (For those of you who don't know...she made syncronized swimming into a movie sport).
The pear tree in the backyard.
The junk man that used to drive his horse and buggy down the back lane.
The sound of the milkman's truck pulling up in front of our house early in the mornings.
Mom's VERY latest in kitchen appliances - all pink!
The time Mom and I were home alone and we had a chimney fire...I had to run out of the house half naked (I was in the bath at the time...I was SO mortified!)
Playing with my best friends Cathy Burgess and Christine Press.
The Sunday dinners with all the family....roast beef and apple pie.
Walking to school in the rain.
The kind old couple, The McKlaren's who lived next door...he had a meticulously clean basement with shiny grey painted floors. Mrs. McKlaren would have me to tea.
A treasure trove of memories are wrapped up in those walls....I was able to walk through it at an open house this summer....it was so fun to see it through my adult eyes. It just sold for over $1,000,000...and to think my Dad was over the moon when he sold it for $34,000 back in 1967! Now that's what I call inflation!
I cherish the memories of my childhood....and hopefully I can make special memories for my kids and kidlets that they will cherish, too.
Be blessed, and thanks for stoppin' by

Unspoken Request

Way back in the day....when there were camp meetings, Wednesday night prayer meetings and choir practises there was often during a service prayertime a call for "unspoken prayer requests". Those with requests would raise their hand to indicate a need without needing to speak of it.
It could be because it was a very private matter, or something so personal, or perhaps the need or hurt was so deep that the person was unable to even form the words to express the need.
We didn't need to know the nature of the need to be able to pray for that person....we knew that God knew, and we would pray.
Just so you know...my hand is raised.
I have an unspoken request and I am asking that you pray.
And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose. Romans 8:28
Thank you dear friends, for I know that I have entrusted this to those who will faithfully pray for me and my family.
Be blessed