Brilliant

 The snow we were forecast did not materialize, there was just a dusting, nothing really to speak of.  This morning it is very cold, -8*C with a strong wind which is making it feel mush colder.   But.....we have brilliant sunshine and blue skies.   Feeling good today, the sun making it so.

On February 7th, 1906 was Father was born, it is his birthday today.  He passed in 1991, a life well lived.  As a youngest he would tell my sister and I some of the things that he did, they were all not good.  He was a dairy farmer, played English football, was a Home Guard soldier during WWll,  a pioneer, uprooting his family to emigrate to Canada.   He had a great sense of humor and loved to tell a good joke, not all of them clean.  I cannot remember him ever swearing but, I am sure he did.  Only a look or a tone of voice directed to you, and you knew you were in trouble for something you did or said.   He cried while watching the sad portions of the  "Little House on the Prairie", and loved watching hockey on TV.  

Farming was and is still a dangerous job, he was gored by a hog, that left him within inches of loosing his life, scalded on his upper body with a pail of boiling hot water.  Cuts and bruises too.  But the farming community is a close knit group of people, as lest they were back "then".   Farmers came from all around to help with chores if someone needed help., and he always pitched in to help in that regard.

He suffered from Parkinson's Disease and had a stroke both were contributing factors to us loosing him.   I still miss him.

I finished my great grand daughters "I Spy " quilt.

 The seashell and bugs blocks.

The back and then the front.

Dinner  tonight left overs from yesterday.