Windy Day, Quiet Wins

I woke in the night to wild winds—and they were still howling at 7:14 (right on schedule) when I opened my eyes. Coffee in hand, I passed the morning with a few “find-a-words” on the Tim Hortons app while S scrolled on his laptop.

where is she hiding?

With another coffee, Robby’s wedding post—published. ✔️

Harley’s food arrived, which meant a quick dash outside when I realized the yard gate was closed. Open gate, grab delivery, stash it in the fridge, close everything back up—done, all in hurricane-level winds.

B popped out briefly to feed, left Cooper with us, and headed into Calgary. I used the time to finish Monday’s blog while S napped in Big Brown.

I moved Renn’s kitchen downstairs, then took a quiet break reading on the bed. S eventually woke, scrolled a bit more, then—shockingly—headed out to the hot tub, claiming there was “no wind right there.” Sure. 😄

Safe to say, no dog walk today. Total opposite of yesterday’s weather.

I fit in a 30-minute Pilates stretch ✔️,  fed the dogs, and settled in while S bounced between his laptop and playoff hockey. I passed some time with brain games while the sky threatened rain that never really came—just the odd spit against the windows.

B was back from the city before 6, grabbed Cooper, and headed home. I called S up from the sports room for spaghetti supper, then he disappeared right back downstairs for more hockey.

I wrapped up the evening finishing Season 10 (and the reunion) of Love Is Blind on Netflix, calling it a night just as S came up from yet another overtime game.

Windy, low-key, and productive in its own quiet way.

sharing this sweet video from a few weeks back