It is my favourite day of the week Sunday. I like to get up and listen to the CBC choral music program. Wonderful voices. I like to have tea and read emails them make breakfast. I just like the slow pace of the day.
My partner went and got wood for the fireplace. We have a lovely old fireplace with a brick front and a wooden mantel. I put my picture of what looks like the Amalfi coast with houses and boats, over the fireplace although I would prefer a picture of Wasaga or a painting of that beach. I have old furniture but it is good quality and too many magazines and a bunch of library books around a corner chair with the phone next to it. I also want to get rid of the furniture but it has to wait. Sunday rolls on with phone calls and possible friends to see in the week. The fire burns and sizzles. I email friends then have another cup of tea or ginger drink. It is the best way to spend a Sunday, relaxing.
Offspring shopping. My offspring, went to the store with a friend. I tell them not to go to this store as the prices are high. They go as the food is good and the store products are good. They comes back and complains about the bill. I say to them well you know not to go there but they still go. We can go to stores with almost the same products and get better deals. You can only tell them it is like the horse you lead to water but can't make it drink.
College friends. I go on the social network site and feel disappointed it is almost to late for us to use it except for family and offspring. I check and find a college friend and try and add her as a friend. I don't hear back. As far as I know she has never had offspring or married. Do I hear anything no. College was a long time ago and people at our age feel I think conspicuous using this site. What the heck, we can grow old and think old or we can grew and feel younger. We laugh at our foolishness. What is a few words or photos amongst friends. I do use it to complain about our somewhat nasty prime minister and other government issues. That is good also. What is the point of fuming in silence better to let it out. I come from a tradition of good complainers. We talk through issues, it keeps one alive and ready for the challenge.
Where we live is a very large actually there are two cemeteries, one goes from our main street to the next main street and then to the high street near where we live. The best part about this place is the trees and it is full of historical graves including Prime Minister Mackenzie King, he was alive during the second world war. It is a arboretum with every type of tree you can imagine with imports, also. It is nice to walk through when you are in the mood. I can't say it is my favourite place as my very good friend who died very young is there and I can't help think of her when I walk through it. However my partner parents, my in laws are also buried there and he loves to walk through it. I am more the history buff and there are many historic names either relating to the city and sometimes the country. Maybe that is also why I find it harder to enjoy the walk, history is real to me. This morning he did go over but for another reason with so many trees you do get them breaking and falling down and he had found one worth trying to bring home for the fire. He couldn't lift it it was too large and he said he didn't have the right type of saw to go through it. We did get a few pieces that are now burning in the fireplace. One piece of hard wood has been going for nearly two hours amazing. Fire and the fireplace is the only way to get through a winter even if you use the ones from historic wood.
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