A quiet but windy day at Skydive Burnaby, ending with an incredible sunset that took my breath away. Ho, hum, humid and hot … welcome home to Ontario! We had been quite spoiled living in Calgary. Cowtown summers are divine. Temperate, dry and perfect for skydiving (as long as the wind doesn’t pick up too dramatically)….
An exciting weekend of skydiving and happenings at the drop zone. There was: a wedding proposal and she said “YES” ~~ first time tandem student, Marko, made a sign for his beloved’s tandem jump, so that, either under canopy or on the ground, she would see the question ‘Will you Marry Me?”. She was overjoyed….
Five years ago my dear friend L and I had the intention to go to Darien Lake in celebration of our mutual day of birth. However, with a wounded wing postponing our adventure, I was intent on making the trip once healed and in the area (we’ve been in Calgary for the past 4 summers)….
Alas, all good things must come to an end. We were fortunate to have 3 whole days on the farm midweek. A treat considering slaDE~ is the full-time Tandem Instructor during the week at Skydive Burnaby. Seems that the rainy weather was on our side :). Before leaving, Dad had to give Lady a penicillin…
Although I absolutely adore going home, returning to the farm usually means a shift in my daily routine and sleeping schedule. Ever since returning to a ‘life of luxury’ (aka no official job title ~ outside of my freelance meanderings ~ with set start times), we’ve seldom had to use an alarm clock and we’ve pretty much been able…
Today was such a wonderful day, spent with my older sister Blue and my nephew Forrester. We had a whole afternoon together, enjoying a family lunch and hours of conversation. And I would so love to post those photos, yet at the same time, I want to respect my sister’s wishes. She specifically wants to maintain her…
It was scheduled to be a quiet week for Skydive Burnaby, so slaDE and I decided to meander up to my Father’s farm in Teeswater. Returning home always has this magical healing effect that shifts and changes priorities, melding my soul deeper with nature, connecting me to the Mother Earth in no other way. The memories evoked…
The first day of Summer! Such an exciting and welcome season for me. I can’t help but remember days in my youth when the thought of summer meant Freedom! Long lazy days spent pursuing life as I knew it without the influence of school, assignments, tests and all that was associated with my academic years….
Father’s Day has been a bittersweet day of memories for our family (especially for my Father), with losing my brother Kenny 22 years ago. My Father’s brother, Uncle Reg, also died on this day, 14 years ago. So as you can imagine, it’s especially important for me to honour the leading men in my life…
Gorgeous sunset, wanting to celebrate life with just my hubby, remembering my brother on the 22nd anniversary of his death. A simple feel good skydive, just the two of us: that’s what I wanted. I was kinda thrown by the spot … we were in freefall over Lake Erie, and for me, quite the eery…