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Sunday, June 17, 2007

Happy Father's Day!



by Melissa Bell

Shortish post today, my friends. Hope you don't mind! I'm sure a lot of you are doing the Dad's Day "thing" whether you're visiting one, or celebrating being one yourself.

I had the pleasure of spending a beautiful day with my own father yesterday - lucky me, my dad now lives in the charming little town of Niagara-on-the-Lake - home of the Shaw Festival, Ontario wine country, and a lovely location at any time of year. We had lunch at the Riverbend Inn where I enjoyed a fantastic smoked trout and a bowl of home-grown strawberries. Dad had a small pizza and beer (oh, Dad! - such a guy!). Then it was off to the Niagara-on-the-Lake Annual Rose Show where my father and his wife had numerous entries and dear ol' dad cleaned up. I'm so proud of him! He won the cup. To be honest, I'm not sure what the "cup" was all about, and his own modesty about the whole thing didn't provide much in the way of details ("I just plant 'em - nature does the rest"), but he does admit that his secret is epsom salts, i.e. magnesium sulfate. So I leave you with some pretty pictures of my dad's prize-winning efforts.


Have a lovely day, everyone!

3 Comments:

Blogger Tricia Dower said...

Gorgeous roses, and they're not easy to grow. Congrats to your dad, Mel.

Sun Jun 17, 02:07:00 pm GMT-4  
Blogger Sandra Cormier said...

Beautiful flowers! Epsom salts were my neighbour's secret, too. Along with horse manure. I don't think he used any chemicals.

Sun Jun 17, 06:17:00 pm GMT-4  
Blogger Andrew Tibbetts said...

Beautiful roses!

My kids took me out for dinner at East Side Marios. And Paid! (They have jobs now they are all teenagers!) I was so friggin' proud- I kept telling passersby on our way back from the restaurant: MY KIDS TOOK ME OUT TO DINNER AND PAID! WOOOOHOOOO!

And it also appears that the oldest is now taller than me, which makes him 6 foot. Since I'm 5-11-and-three-quarters. Or, as my daughter pointed out: "maybe you're shrinking now, dad!" I choked on my soda water.

Mon Jun 18, 12:13:00 pm GMT-4  

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