Home again, home again...

Our trip to Ottawa and Montreal was fabulous. I crammed at least 10 months of cool moments into 10 days. I may or may not write some of it up; it would take another 10 months to document it all, I fear. K and I have spent the last two days reintegrating into our home space, like divers half-way back from the depths. I would move to Montreal in a heartbeat. But there are joys to living in Edmonton too. I have spent the last three hours napping in the late afternoon sunshine, surfacing to the music of Henry Purcell, watching the sky change from blue to the peach of a praire dusk, and luxuriating in the comfort of my Very Own Pillows.