the decade of wonder

0 to 10 was the decade of childhood
10 to 20 of growing up (if I ever did)
20 to 30 of discovering who I was
30 to 40 was marriage and glenn
40 - 50 was all about fiona
so I declare 50 to be the decade of wonder!

It's the 27th of January, so we're having Ice Cream!

It's Calgary, so it doesn't have to make sense. the weather seldom does.

We broke an all time record for the high temperature on the 27th of January: 12.4 degrees. So we sent for ice cream and ate it in the sunshine.

Because We Can.

poet Fiona's poem THE WIND

I am the wind
blowing strong and hard
I am good for flying kites in.
I am also good for blowing flowers.
I am good for trees.
Even though you can hear me,
you can't see me.
I am God's breath.
But do not worry,
I am not dangerous.
I am cold,
I am the wind.

by Fiona Woolley
Spring 2010