Just into Manitoba and the sweet little town of Brandon where we stopped for gas and chocolate milk for the troopers in the back seat.
We are heading into that part of the calendar where the nights are very very long and here where skies are big it’s easy to see how very low in the sky the sun sits at this time of the year.
I’ve spent the latter half of Saskatchewan with a seed catalogue: I think I’ve just about got my list finalized but a few decisions on onion varieties are still to be made, as many of them require starting in December. And with B.C.’s cooler growing season those early starts ought to be taken seriously.
Asparagus and onions are probably best bought as bedding plants.
We fenced in the bulk of our property in June against the marauding deer — and with an early coastal start to the growing season — egad! It’s mid-December and I’m already getting ramped up for gardening!
Must be the expanse of prairie and all the silos and grain elevators I’ve been looking at the last 48 hours!
More seasonal challenges from the back seat:
The lad is a diminutive percussionist.
ABCDEFGHIJKMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ
Present me naught but dual incisors for this festive Yuletide. 288 Yuletide hours
Leave and do an elevated broadcast.
Does your head hurt?
The Country Mice 
I got the seasonal challenges from the back seat, but am still stumped on the psychiatrists!!! Oh well, that figures…
Seed catalogues are a great way to pass the time travel through the prairies.
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A very merry merry Christmas to all of you from all of us.
I couldn’t get the psychiatrist one. Gave up. Looked it up. Wanted then to bang my head against a wall for being so thick.
M, T, H and M
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