Now that we don’t live at the acreage anymore, we don’t have to hide the secret dangerous habit of climbing onto the roof to watch sunsets and fireworks.

 

The iPhone shot in the video below is one of the first times my brothers climbed up there, and this past Canada day was our last.

 

THE ACREAGE HAD ITS QUIRKS.

 

We had to have water pumped in every 2 weeks, and we were apparently known as the dumb kids at the end of Winterburn who accidentally let the tank overflow... more than once...

 

Chasing away coyotes from Winston, making bacon trees and homemade mousetraps were like a household task.

 

The wifi was so bad when we first moved, we couldn’t stream… like almost at all.

We used to download movies at Starbucks! 

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IT IS A GREAT TRAGEDY OF WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN.

 

The grandkids going to visit grandma and grandpa’s out in the country.

 

Christmas with all the spouses, rooms designed to fit each new family. 

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BUT IT'S ALSO JUST STUFF.

 

It's the same grass we have in our backyard, the same trees, and the same sky. 

 

Without the people inside of that house, it’s just an empty shell.

 

So really, it isn’t that great of a tragedy.

 

He wouldn’t have given it a second thought. 

He didn’t care about ‘stuff’,

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SO  NEITHER  WILL  WE.

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That view was handpicked by our dad. 

The land wasn’t for sale at the time. 

He found it, and contacted the owner. 

 

Even if it was just for a season,

I count myself very lucky to have lived there at all.

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GO DAD.

YOU KILLED IT.