Family Day, indeed…

 

Rota Teen

Months ago I stopped writing, having no direction to go. Exactly a week ago, my mum passed away peacefully, but all too suddenly.

I re-dedicate this blog to preserve her memories, and those of my family on this day.

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Sight under construction…

under-construction1100 posts ago, I began with an idea – creating a blog linked around golf and growing a family.  Sports have replaced golf as the medium. The entries then turned into a journal of family happenings throughout the seasons. Then, into sharing my son’s thoughts to the discussion over several topics.

More recently, old ideas were recycled as new ones through re-blogs.

Unfortunately, I have lost sight of my purpose to write.

Thanks to FMG, she will give more of her time and energy to get TDC back on track.

Feel free to browse my blog as I still believe there’s gold in them hills.

See you later, soon.

The family that plays together, stays together…

F is for fall and FOOTBALL!

Daddy Caddy

NFL football season is back! So is another family tradition. Proline! You bet we gamble. Having a family is risky. Know the cost of rearing kids these days? I know I’ve got the million dollar family, but who’s paying for it?!

Every Sunday morning, we sit down and make our picks. As I’ve learned from experience, those with the most knowledge seem to win the least. Any prognostications that involve the colour of the team jerseys, the preference of different birds, or seeing a jet in the sky are fair game. Clear your mind…don’t over think it!

If it weren’t for a change of mind by a certain family member years ago that she didn’t go with her “gut“, giving us one win away from $350,000 dollars, I would be writing this flog from a Caribbean beach, instead of the couch.

Better luck for us next time, I…

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Rabbits, rabbits, rabbits…

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Or white rabbits, white rabbits, white rabbits.

I remember my nana telling me to say this first at every new day of the month. It was to bring good luck. Well, if anything is true, even if I did forgot this routine during July and August, this summer was still the “best yet” (knock on wood)!

Between NB, Michigan, and Muskoka, the family enjoyed great times together this summer, full of firsts:

We left our daughter in day camp, two days in a row, without her brother nearby…and mom checking in every hour.

We were E (lectronic) free – tough for my wife who relies on being connected to the blogging world.

The sleep over camp for my son – in another country, away from any easy visits from family.

A game of golf that my son was hitting from his ball, not mine.

Lucky for us, this won’t be the only summer we now can pack full of activity.

But, it was the first.

Clevelands (Fun)House…

And the tradition continues…

Daddy Caddy

It’s been at least 35 years since I was in Muskoka staying and playing at my childhood resort, Clevelands House.  Cleves, luckily hadn’t really changed, though everything was different.

The red roof, the tri-colour deck chairs, and the green tennis courts – all there, all the same. The kids camp, waterpark, and wading pool are now welcome additions. New memories were about to begin.

There are only so many pockets in time that cottaging with the family can be done, creating long-standing traditions.

This trip would make it the 2nd generation to enjoy the surroundings of Minett and Lake Rousseau. The best part about Cleve’s is that there is so much to do, that you can’t get everything done in a week, let alone four days. As so was the case this year. As the eldest exclaimed, “let’s do the things that we can’t do at home”. So tennis…

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With flailing hands I pass the torch…

UnknownReduce, recycle, reuse, reblog? Yes, that’s how I’ve been going lately. Old submissions are new again. Not that I haven’t had any good ideas, but just that I’ve haven’t had as many new ones.

So, as summer is upon us, I will be on summer hours. As a replacement (and an upgrade) please feast your eyes on my’s son blog, Seabass Ave.

He loves writing, and we love him more because of it.

So, enjoy those dog days! I know I will.