My Copilot Is A Troll

As I sit in the quiet of the morning: cat on my lap, electric fireplace on, very strong coffee in my cup, watching the sky slowly lighten, I find myself reflecting.  Today's dawn bring's Fair Day.  The Sundre School Fair started in 1918 and may be one of the only school fairs left. It was the first ever community event we participated in when we moved to Sundre in 2007. Donovan was just starting Kindergarten and we didn't have a pet for the Pet Parade. So he took a slug from the garden, carrying in proudly around the circle of 5&6 year olds. He made the front page of the paper! What a welcome to a new community.  A few years later I happened to be chit chatting with Joan, who ran the community side of the Fair. I mentioned that I had a couple ideas, and she said, "Welcome to the committee!"  It's now been about 10 years. When Joan moved, I took over for a few years, until my husband got sick. Joan stayed involved,  until we lost her this spring...

Yes, you read that correctly.  The Trolls took us on a Fairy Door treasure hunt, in Clive, Alberta.  It was the Sunday of Labour Day weekend. I have spent every spare minute lately working on Sundre's Fall Fair. That morning I already spent 5 hours weeding the garden (my son thought I went to get a massage - I wish!) It was too beautiful a day to miss out on, and my last full day with Rob's daughter, Daphne, before school starts.      Clive is an adorable town, just East of Lacombe. If you appreciate small town history, this is a place for you. The whole town is maintained post card perfect. The older buildings and some of the lots have plaques telling the history of that spot. We parked on one end of Main Street and strolled up and down looking for Fairy Doors. The project started a few years ago with 5 doors; recently four more were added. Each door opens, revealing another scene.  ...