Tuesdays With Jo

Dear Mother Jaskey, 

It is such a chilly fallish day. We've had a few fires already in the fireplace. Yellow leaves dance on the green grass and the potato plants have withered to nothing. How can it be September already?

This last week we went camping at Saskatchewan Landing with Dee & Tina and their family. We had lovely weather and thankfully a few trees to shelter us. The ground was crispy brown and we weren't allowed any fire. So we cooked our meals on the corn cooker base and huddled around the propane fire in the evening. It was surprising when the washrooms were suddenly closed (the second day we were there) 'due to covid'. Thankfully the showers a ways away stayed open and they had toilets as well.

Wyatt got a twig/sliver stuck in his scalp when we were camping. We did minor surgery between Pat and I but ended up taking him to the doctor yesterday to get the remaining wood removed. Dr. Slavik dug around without fear or favor of man. He did eventually (after manly tears) get a needle yo freeze the area. He wasn't sure if he got it all out (the sliver). And Wyatt wasn't sure there wasn't still a needle in. Traumatizing is the word.

Spencer and Morgan spent part of yesterday and today at our place. The boys had many an exuberant game of mini hockey in our basement; Colby and Spenc against Zach and Morgan, with Wyatt ref-ing over the loud speaker. And shall I mention the backflips on the tramp, dirtbiking the jumps and four-bying the pasture in the jeep with the top pulled off? And the food consumption of manly boys is very rewarding. 

Grandpa Esau came home from Linden with an extremely sore back again. Apparently I am the only person who can convince him to take his advil and tylenol on a close schedule. I have a new lot in life.

I must get back to my back deck where the corn is languishing, husked and ready to boil. 

Love,

Jo

P.S. Wyatt and Maverick did bummer-wars from Wyatt's dresser onto his bed and broke it (the bed) in multiple places. 

P.P.S. Wyatt and Maverick made mushroom soup out under the tramp with chopped up grass and dandelion greens and mushrooms and water. But they didn't eat it.

P.P.P.S. Louise DeVeer and Velma came for a surprise coffee last week.