Well, Monday and ‘Oh the Plots We Weave’ has come and gone. Not much news to have fun with anyway around here in these suddenly less summery and more autumny kind of days. As my friend Celi called it yesterday in her post ‘that gentle late summer slide.’
There have been body parts showing up in the Mississauga and Toronto area and the school teachers may end up going on strike (again) which will delay the start of the school year but no wonderful ‘what ifs’ to get from any of that.
Our fave cuz has returned to Scotland taking with her some fine memories and leaving a strange void which will take time to get over. This dear gracious woman left Saturday past to race back in hopes of enjoying some remnant bit of summer that had eluded her until she arrived here. Well not entirely true. After a couple of months of daily rain showers on the home front she looked forward to the 30 degree heat wave we boasted. Until the day her plane set down in Toronto bringing with it our very first thunderstorm of the season. The funniest part was the morning she awoke, checked FB to see her son had written that it was nice to wake up and not have his sunburn hurt. It seemed old Sol made an appearance just as she left.
Actually the weather was pretty good here and did not rain on our parade too much and it sure was nice some of that brown earth actually turned green and at times lush.
So now here on the mountain I get ready to leave to visit friends in Winnipeg and will fly out early evening for 8 days. Now Winnipeg is the capital of Manitoba just less than a thousand miles to the west of us. They have branded themselves ( according to one site) as the cultural cradle of the country. I am not sure that is entirely the case – whether it is more so or less so than a hundred other locations in Canada. The French were the first settlers in 1738 and named it Fort Rouge. Almost a hundred years later it was renamed Fort Garry and finally after 150 years of messing around between the First Nations, the Metis, the French and the British it became Winnipeg in1873, which is a much better name since it so easily converts to its winter ID – Winterpeg. Wikipedia states that Winnipeg is the coldest city in the world with a population of over 600,000 based on the average night-time temperature from December to February, inclusive.
It is of course my intention to be and gone before any suggestion of winter winds appear. I have not seen, (other than Skype) these dear friends for more than a year.
Posting may be sporadic – but I will be thinking of you and post as soon as…..
Oh by the by …my friend Joss is preparing for a big exam please do stop by and cheer her on!