
You have to look real close, but it’s there. The proud symbol of all that is Canada. Sleek, silky, big toothed, big tailed. Yes, I am talking about the beaver. What says Canada more?
My old grade school friend, Ryan and his lovely wife, Bettina, and amazingly quiet children, Alicia and Robin, are visiting in Canada, and allowed me to play tourist downtown Ottawa today. It was so nice to see them, and to tour Parliament. That is something I haven’t done in ages, despite living here. And I have to say, Bettina and I had a little anti-Bush rant, which was rather refreshing. Most people either don’t care, are so sick of it, or are oblivious. And what can you say about meeting up with old friends? You either know how it feels, if you’ve done it, or you don’t. It’s special.
My girls are visiting with Grandma Monica, which is fortunate or unfortunate, depending on how you look at it. It’s nice and quiet, but I miss them like crazy. And they would have had fun meeting Ryan and Bettina’s kids. But what can you do? We might get a chance again, when they come back from the Sault. They have a couple days in Ottawa again, before heading back to Denmark. (Ryan and Bettina, that is. Not ready to send the girls away yet!) We’ll see what happens.
Well, the tomatoes are growing. Nothing ripe yet, but we’ve had so much rain, and cooler than normal weather, that nothing wants to ripen. But we’ve been getting work done in the yard. Todd trimmed the hedges, I’ve been ripping out trees (with me bare hands!!), and it’s looking good. Better than it ever has, except for the first year we were here. I’ve got my little table outside, Todd and I have had dinner out here a few times (how romantic), and now I can sit out at night, and surf the net. Thanks to Todd, who bought me this fancy laptop, and set up this wireless network thingy, which allows me to go anywhere in the yard and still be connected. Some guys say it with flowers, I just happen to have a sweetie who says it with technology! Not that I’m complaining, mind you. I can grow my own flowers. There’s no way I’d be able to figure out all this techie stuff on my own. I would still be writting letters, if it weren’t for him.
Well, before I get too mushy, I’m gonna sign off. I’ll try to put up some more pics on Flickr soon.
Thanks for listening.