The oil furnace kicked in last night, for the first time this fall. That means the temperature outside dropped below -7C last night. I am very relieved that the furnace worked as it should, as we had some trouble with it a few weeks ago. Attila fixed had fixed it, but the proof is in the pudding as they say. It worked, hooray!

My Sister-The-Youngest-Girl was headed for a visit to our cousin in Ottawa, and chose a route going right by Mist Cottage. So she stopped by for a visit, and I cooked us a lunch to share. She is enjoying her time off work, and the drive was lovely she said, except trying to get through Toronto, that wasn’t much fun. I have not found it much fun either! My Mom sent along some picture for me, ones that I had thought were lost forever, I didn’t think they existed anymore. They were class pictures taken during my elementary school years. Oh my, what memories! I could remember the names of most of the teachers, and many of the other students, which surprised me, as I’ve not had any contact with any of them since, well, lets just say over 50 years. That is a long time to remember names! And to my delight one of the pictures was my Grade 6 class, with my favourite teacher of all time, Mrs. B. Mrs. B. escaped the holocaust in Germany, her family left the country buried under the coal in a train car. She was the kind, and patient, and tolerant, and… the list goes on. What a wonderful human being. Apparently she was my sister’s kindergarten teacher, I hadn’t known that.

For lunch we had Quinoa and Spinach, prepared in the Instant Pot, of course! I shared one of my Turmeric Breakfast Cookies with her, and she liked those as well. I was taken on a tour of her library online, and wow, so impressive compared to the library service where I live; library services are not subject to wide local variations it seems. We had a good time catching up with the latest news. Then she was off to continue her adventure. The sun was shining and although it was cold, it was a good day for a long drive.



Date: 8:00 PM EST Wednesday 14 November 2018
Condition: Mainly Clear
Pressure: 103.7 kPa
Tendency: Rising
Temperature: -7.1°C
Dew point: -13.7°C
Humidity: 60%
Wind: NNW 8 km/h
Wind Chill: -11
Visibility: 24 km


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Heinrich Heine
1797 – 1856

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Eileen Barton

So glad that your furnace worked and that you had such a lovely visit with your sister. We are due for some snow tomorrow. Time to start whining for spring to come back. 🙂


Hello Maggie
Just catching up with some blog reading- finding out all the ‘who did what when and how’ whilst we were away

At long llast there is no need for heating here – it’s not ‘pretty’ when you need it and it’s not available So am glad to hear yours is working when you needed it!
Not sure I could cope with-7c……plus 7c is not warm either lol. 17c is passable but give me 27c any day


I’m glad you had a nice visit with your sister. Lovely to revisit old memories, indeed. I agree with Cathy, it is 47F (8C) here, and this feels cold to this desert rat! I like the 27C (80F). I’m also glad your furnace is working, Maggie! ….Joan

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Reading previous comments … 80F is a bit too warm for my liking, so I guess I’m best off to stay right where I am, where we don’t get a lot of 80F days in summer … a few, maybe a week or two tas high as that or higher, and that’s when we pray it will cool off at night so we can open the windows and lower the temperature in the house. If there is a place in the world that has a daytime temperature of 72-74F, and not particularly humid, I might start dreaming of it as my ideal habitat.

It’s serious winter here now, though the forecast is for the thermometer to go up to 5C today, which I will believe only when I see it. To me, the snow looks as if it’s here to stay. I don’t mind it at all, now that I’ve learned to dress for it and not for fashion. What I don’t like about winter is only one thing: ice on the roads and the danger it makes.

Your visit with your sis reminds me I should go see mine, who lives only 20 minutes away.