Thanksgiving in P'boro

After a dark and dreary drive down a seemingly continuous stretch of construction littered highway riddled with radar guns and flashing lights we finally arrived in Peterborough. Capital of the Kawarthas. Home to one dead turkey and... well... us... at least for the next 4 days.

We had a busy schedule. Friday night was dinner with the Angevaares at Gerti's, Saturday was moe. in Toronto with Twig and Sue, Sunday was the Norwood fair and Thanksgiving turkey, and Monday was back on the road to Ottawa. Throw into the mix some hiking, apple picking, pie making, more visits with friends, and that about stuffs it full to the brim. Good times.







And yet more fall fun when we arrived back home.

Easter at the farm

Once again we spent Easter weekend at my parent's house. This year the snow was crusty which made it just perfect for skiing and tobogganing. It seemed that at least half the daylight hours where spent tobogganing down the hills. Some spots required some quick thinking at the bottom in order to ensure that you don't become banged up in the trees or tangled up in barbed wire fencing. All part of the adventure.




Easter dinner was relatively quiet this year. But if Uncle Wayne is any indication it's quite possible that the food and wine was just too good to interrupt with pointless banter.



Monday morning we were witness to what even Mike Rowe would consider worthy of an episode on Dirty Jobs as our friend the vet dropped by to check on some of the cows. Let's just say that we weren't exactly knocking each other over to help out.




All in all it was a great time to just relax with friends and family.