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Here are a few of my favorite online haunts:
REALTOR.ca
[This is the site I visit to fantasize about
living in Toronto again, which is almost
every single
day during the winter]
Jonathan Cainer's Zodiac Forecasts
[This is where I visit in the morning, when
I need a positive spin on things past, present
and future.]
Living Local
[This is where I go to see what Canadians
are up to, sometimes I even buy things from
the businesses listed there.]
Environment Canada Weather
[This is the site I visit every morning,
and before every road trip during the winter]
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Attila and I have had a lovely day.
Since Attila works six days a week, we have decided that the seventh day shall be ours. That is, we will spend our time as it pleases us.
This is a new development in our lifestyle. Previous to this, we have always had some sort of pressing need, demanding our time and energy. With the new roof on, our last pressing need has been satisfied. More might appear, but we will deal with those as they emerge. For the moment, and for the first time ever, Attila and I have one day a week at our disposal.
What did we do with this wondrous boon?
First, since it is Easter, we talked to family and friends on the telephone. We talked the morning away, and had a fine time doing it.
Then, we went for a hike at a nearby park. Our lack of experience with recreational time became obvious after the first hour out in the bush. We did not bring drinking water! Not deterred by our own lack of forethought, we ignored our thirst and carried on.
I made a decision to walk the whole trail, eight kilometers. All I can say is that eight kilometers is a lot of walking. We passed through swampy areas flooded by melting snow, and waded through them in our high rubber boots. We saw dozens of instances of fresh moose droppings on the trail, and walked around them rather than through them. We found a lovely spot out on a point thrust out into the lake, lapped by waves, and sat in the sun just listening. We crossed a swollen, rushing creek on the trunk of a fallen tree, where the water had washed away the wooden walkway supplied by the park, and my foot slipped in up to my knee.
We carried on walking through all of it, until we found ourselves standing once again, in the sunny parking lot where we had started four hours before. It had been full of cars when we arrived, now it was empty but for us.
We are home again, and as Attila says, now we can experience the joy of guilt-free pizza!
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Quiet evening sun.
Weather
Temperature 13 °C
Pressure 101.2 kPa?
Humidity 30 %
Dewpoint -4 °C
Wind N 11 km/h gust 33 km/h
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