A Pieceful Life

A Pieceful Life


I'm so glad that you stopped by, and hope that you enjoy your visit. Here you will find pieces of my life - quilting, cross-stitch, family, travel, friends.
My name is Peg - I am a 60ish wife, mother, daughter, sister, aunt, cousin, friend - and if we're not already related or friends, hope to become your friend too.
We live in the eastern end of the beautiful Fraser Valley, about 1.5 hours east of Vancouver, BC. Empty nesters, we have one son living just a few minutes away, our other son and daughter live in Alberta.
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Sunday, June 28, 2015


While camping (our kids say what we do isn’t camping, but while RV-ing may be a new ‘word’ it just doesn’t sound right to me) last week at Squamish, we took a day to visit Whistler.

Many memories for us at this lovely mountain village/ski resort, but not skiing or hiking.

About 30 years ago our DS-J had just started to BMX race, when the World Championships were held at Whistler, on this very hill:003

The moguls weren’t nearly as big, and there was no chairlift then, but we were thrilled to see our first-timer take 7th place (of about 60 riders in his age group).

Now the chair lift of course takes skiers up during the winter, but in summer, mountain-bikers use it:


The bikes go up on their own specially fitted lifts, and the bikers follow, then coast down the mountain, probably on the ski runs.

Whistler is a lovely village, and we enjoyed our stroll through, and visiting some of the shops:


On our way back to the campground, we stopped at the Whistler Olympic Park (Winter Olympics were held here in 2010):010


It was kind of a sad sight as there were very few people there, and absolutely no activity.  Signs said ‘open to the public June 28-Sept 6’ but we weren’t sure what the public was supposed to do there, other than maybe visit the restaurant which might or might not be part of the opening a day or two after our visit.  There was indication that lessons and rentals would be available for winter activities, but certainly none of that happening in summer.  Considering that the Calgary Olympic Park is busy all year, we wondered why there wasn’t something similar set up here.  And then we realized that COP is just outside the city, and clearly visible and easily accessible from the highway, where WOP is 9 km off the highway, the turnoff 7 km outside of Whistler itself.  So it’s a bit of a trek to get there.

Nonetheless, we enjoyed our visit, reveled in our memories, and found the changes and improvements to the area interesting to see.

Happy touring.               Blessings, Peg

Thursday, June 25, 2015


Traveling on the Sea to Sky Highway, from North Vancouver to Whistler, about the half-way point is the town of Squamish.  This is where we’ve chosen to take our little get-away.

We’ve been here before, but it’s been many years, so it’s almost like visiting it for the first time.  And there are new things to see and do since our last visit.

On some previous visits, we took the steam train Royal Hudson, which is now decommissioned and on display at the West Coast Railway Heritage Park.  Our visit there brought back many memories


According to one local shop-owner, the word Squamish means Mother Wind, and as we strolled the streets and found an out-door restaurant, we appreciated the cooling effect of that wind in the heat of the day.

Our second day went out to enjoy some of the beauty of nature, starting out with a ride up the Sea to Sky Gondola.001005

I have to admit that riding gondolas is not my favorite thing to do, so I made sure I looked up not down both ways.  But once we were at the top, and standing on a solid platform, I had no trouble enjoying the views


I braved the suspension bridge


and then enjoyed our strolls (some climbing on the one path) through the forests.  We found possibly the most peaceful place on earth


Afterward, we went down the road a bit to Shannon Falls


All in all a wonderful day in the beauty of this world God made

Happy touring            Blessings, Peg

Wednesday, June 24, 2015

Time For a Break

The last couple of weeks has just flown by, and now we’re away for a little R&R.

We started on a cooler day to tackle painting the living and dining rooms.  Got all the furniture pushed to the middle of the room, removed all the switch and plug plates, taped where we needed to and got down to it:


A couple of hours in, and we got a message from our son at a conference in Vancouver – could they come out for the night the next day?  Well, of course they could, but could we get the house in good enough order for their visit?

We managed – just.  The walls were completely painted and some of the trim done and I was just cleaning floors when they arrived.

What a delight to have them and little LW for a few hours.  With my parents nearby now, they came for dinner and were completely enthralled as we are with the baby antics!


It was hard to get a good picture as he squirmed and squiggled

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and then it was off to the airport to head for home again.

We’re now at a campground in Squamish, just relaxing (we’ll tackle the last of the trim paint when we get home), and I’ll share some pics of our tourist days in the next post or two.

Happy visits!                Blessings, Peg

Monday, June 15, 2015

Spring has sprung

The official first day of spring was nearly 3 months ago, and in just a few days it will be the first day of summer.  But around our house, the spring work didn’t really get going until just this last week.

And now the yard is spruced up, the garage is cleaned out, trees and bushes are pruned, and we’re starting to pick roses.

One of the sure signs of spring and approaching summer around our house is the appearance of the grape sets on the vines



Lots of grapes means lots of juice and jelly come fall.

But first I guess we should finish up last year’s lot!  Jelly anybody?

Happy spring!          Blessings, Peg

Sunday, June 14, 2015

Fraser Valley Quilt Guild Show

After a busy week cleaning up around the house and starting to get things ship-shape, Grizz and I took a day off.  And went to the FVQG Biannual Show.

As we walked in, we heard a lady say she was completely ‘gob-smacked’.  And it was no wonder!

Here’s a few examples of what the show had to offer:

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I was amazed – and inspired!  Are you?

Happy inspiration!

Monday, June 8, 2015


No, not a sports score, but I scored big time when we moved my parents.

They’d been living in the basement suite at my sister’s house, but my sister and brother-in-law don’t live there right now as their jobs have taken them elsewhere.  My young niece is living in the house, but we found our parents were fussing over the house and trying to take care of the grand-daughter (even though she’s an adult).  And it really was too much for them.

It took us a while, but we persuaded them that they needed to live closer to one of us, and because most of my siblings live in northern BC, it was most reasonable that they move near to Grizz and me.  That move was accomplished just a few days ago.

The evening before we headed to start the move, my sister e-mailed and said she had a box of dishes that had belonged to our paternal grandmother, and that she no longer had use for them, and if I wanted to please take them.  How could I refuse?


It’s British Empire Ware Devon Rose, about 70 years old now, an almost complete set of 8 place settings.  I remember eating from these dishes when I was a child visiting at my grand-parents’.  For me, an absolute treasure!

Also in the box was a small leather box with a pipe of my grandfather’s in it and a pair of sock garters that he used.  Not useful, but memories for me.  

AND…..there was also a small metal ‘trunk’ (about 3x4x3 inches) that used to stand on a shelf in our family kitchen when I was growing up.  It had belonged to my mother from her childhood, and had held little treasures of our childhoods.  When I showed it to my mother, she told us the story of how she got it when her brother found it and she cried until her mother made him give it to her.  Again, memories.  My mother said she was happy for me to have it if my sister no longer had any use for it. 

Happy treasured memories!    Blessings, Peg

Sunday, June 7, 2015

Good Times, Busy Times

It’s been an adventurous couple of weeks since I was last here to share with you.

We celebrated our DGD-LV’s first birthday


Then with LV’s other grandparents we headed to southern Alberta to the campground at Great Canadian Barn Dance for a week.  We spent the week exploring southern Alberta – Fort Macleod, to relearn some RCMP history:


the Remington Carriage Museum at Cardston, to be reminded of a simpler time of life:


Waterton Lakes National Park (which is actually a cross-border park with Glacier National Park in Montana), where we took a lake cruise:


wandered along Red Rock Canyon:


admired the waterfalls:


Then, of course back at the Barn Dance, we enjoyed the dinner and show:023

This is an amazing family, 3 generations of entertainers, who have been doing shows and dances in their barn for 29 years.

And then we danced:


The morning after the dance, we scurried home, to get the truck and trailer unloaded and head out again to move my parents.

We’ve brought them to an apartment just 20 minutes away from us – no more fretting over the winter months that they may need help and we can’t get to them 3+ hours away over the mountain passes.

We had help loading the rental trailer from a brother-in-law, then help unloading the trailer from a brother and sister-in-law.  And my sister had been able to be there a couple of days ahead to help with the major packing.  All in all it was a very easy move.  They’re pretty well settled in now, and I’m doing my best not to be fussing over them – must remember that they need their independence.

So now, after a couple of days to recuperate, we’re back to a more normal life.

Happy, happy times!                Blessings, Peg