Through sheer determination and hunger, the eagle ripped his lunch from the ice. April 30th.
Nineteen years on the lake and this is the latest the ice has stayed. It's generally gone by April 25th.
Mallards swimming through the open water feels like a blessing.
Better late than never. May 5th. It was a long winter.
Every year you can count on somebody losing their dock.
Carmelita out kayaking on the lake is another anticipated sign of spring.
Patricia and her granddaughter are generally the first out paddling.
Mother's Day is a day to honour mothers, and I'm all for that. My mother, Gabrielle Francois Desjardins passed away October 1999. She tried very hard to live to see the new the millennium, but sadly couldn't. She was a good mother, compassionate, supportive, calm, and funny. And what a cook! During WW2 she performed for the troops with her sisters. They had a regular gig on the radio and were nicknamed The Winnipeg Lennon Sisters or The Three D's.
Mum met dad at a dance in Winnipeg and fell head over heels. She gave up her career, moved clear across the country, and raised 3 children while my dad was off seeing the world. He stayed in the Navy after the war.
My mother dedicated her life to us. Our needs were more important than hers and were always met. Today when I see the word MOTHER, she's still the first person I know who epitomizes everything mothers stand for. I miss her.
I hope you're able to spend today with your mother, or to at least talk to her. If it not, I'm very sorry.
However your situation, here's hoping the day is everything you want it to be. Happy Mother's Day everyone!