- Sunshine! I’ll take it, even though it was really, really cold today.
- The comfortable routines Sylvain and I have fallen into while he’s been on holidays. He goes home to shower in his accessible bathroom then comes back for breakfast. I love getting that phone call saying he’s on his way; then I start the water boiling for an egg and set the table.
- Finding the impetus to brave the cold, cold air long enough to tote my scope across the street to the marina to look at migrating waterfowl. I saw lots of Common Mergansers, some swans, the regulars (Canada Geese and Mallards) and what I’m pretty sure was a Barrow’s Goldeneye. I might have seen more, but my fingers grew numb in only five minutes. Time for thicker gloves.
- Homemade jam (thank you, F).
- Dan Phillips. He is one of humanity’s true treasures.
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Wondering how far Syl’s house is from your place?
Sweet the time you are having together. So happy for you both.
Hugs from me.