In the Field

Every summer when we were kids my father would go “in the field.” We assumed, I think, that every father did this, so it didn’t seem unusual: for him it meant going to a different spot on one of the Great Lakes every summer to do field work for his job as a near shore sedimentologist. Often we got to go along for at least part of the summer; indeed we watched the Moon landing on a tiny black and white television set in a VW microbus on the shore of some lake or another.

Making Dog Poop Bag Dispensers That Matter

We made our way from Düsseldorf to Enschede, just across the Dutch-German border, on Thursday and settled in at Stadscamping de Twentse Es, which turned out to be a friendly campground with lots of bandwidth and a lot of rabbits.

A lot of rabbits.

For Ethan this proved a frustrating novelty, at least for the first few hours. Rabbit! Oh, rabbit! Rabbit! Then the novelty wore off, and now he hardly notices the rabbits at all.

Wherein we seek supper on the banks of the Rhein

The thing you don’t realize about The Amazing Race is that while it might look simple to, say, “catch the bus to the heart of Rome, find a pushcart vendor selling cashews, buy a bag, and deliver it to the Vatican Library,” doing this while jet-lagged, brain-addled and on only a few hours of sleep is an entirely different prospect.

The prize at the end of our own amazing race that began Tuesday was not a Polaris Sea-Doo or an amazing trip for two to Cancun, but rather supper on the banks of the Rhine.

But I am getting ahead of myself.

School Bus Driver of the Year

One thing any PEI Home and School Federation past-president will tell you is that one of the highlights of the official duties of the office is the presentation of the School Bus Driver of the Year awards.

This year I had the pleasure of recognizing Johnny Deagle, a bus driver for Souris Consolidated, with this award. We presented to him at the closing celebration for the school, a rollicking musical event held in the Eastern Kings Sportsplex.

Our Family Walks

After I spoke at the Winsloe Lions Club Charter Dinner last Saturday, we were presented with a lovely gift: a framed photo of Catherine, Oliver, Ethan and I walking down the Confederation Trail during the Purina Walk for Dog Guides.

Not only is it a great photo, but it’s the first one of our newly-expanded-by-dog family, and, indeed, one of the few photos we have of our entire family at all, as it’s usually one or the other of us that’s taking pictures.

Free Paul Offer!

I have been buying eggs and mushrooms from Paul Offer at the Charlottetown Farmer’s Market. I know him to be a man of both good humour and exacting standards, and I feel proud to be one of his customers.

(Photo from The Guardian)

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