Friday, January 16, 2015

Ottawa in winter

Here I am in Ottawa, at my daughter's. I came to participate in a ritual ceremony with my eldest Ottawa grandson . I'm sitting in Bridgehead d coffee, having breakfast and wa thing the Ottawa intelligentsia bash away on their lap tops . The place is like an Apple outpost ; not a Windows machine in sight!

I've been hoping to give my new Canada Goose northern mitts. My hands freeze when I walk outside at -30 when the wind blows. These mitts are specially made for those who live in the arctic; TWO fleece liners in each mitt! Not yet cold enough here to be a real test. Once I'm home, I'll get a really al test.

I'm studiously NOT going near Parliament Hill. I couldn't stand an hour or two watching/listening to our PM, who skates near the edge of being a  fascist dictator .

I'm having a treat today; an old roommate of Jennifer's, now a professional music administrator with her own business, is coming halfway across the Province of Ontario just to see me! We share a birthday, and we both have suffered strokesnd survived. I am thrilled , and looking forward to some long talks.

Another treat lies in my immediate future: on the way home on Monday, I get t I spend. A couple of hours with David and Kerryin Pearson Airport in Toronto. David and I started school together at the beginning of WW2. AND, I get or see my gr eat granddaughter Danyka as well, and Diego's partner Jasmine. What a weekend.

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