My parents left for a 10 day long hunting caribou expedition in the northern most points of Canada on September 2nd. When talking with my mom on the telephone before their departure, she told me that I should probably call my grandparents. My grandpa wasn’t doing very well. He had been a bit confused lately, it seems. Let me give some background here.
Tuesday morning on my way to work, I had a car accident.
We had a big bad silver maple in the front yard of our house that was dying. The fact that it lost most of its leaves in mid July was a bad sign. We thought it might be worth saving, but the lean on the tree was significantly over the house, so there wasn’t much of a point of saving it if it was leaning over the house anyway.
One of the projects we started this summer was the pouring of a concrete pad, to increase the space of our backyard parking area.
Our lives have been busy these past few weeks with various home improvements.