Today I love getting home safely. I love that, although the roads and weather were not good we were able to drive with caution out of the big city and through the country side to our little city of song and wit and poetry. I love that the day is not over yet, that there is still light out, that although I’m tired we are still going strong and making plans to endure and enjoy the remains of the day here in the great white north. I love that the news is full of such ridiculously non-news things as “You can’t count on April to be sunny and warm.” and “The calendar might say it’s Spring but that’s Winter out there now.” when in actuality the truth is that this is exactly what early Spring is supposed to be like and I adore the slow and fluctuating way it goes from the iciness of winter to the warmth of summer in a long, slow slide from one to the other. I love that I had to break out the snowblower from the garage when we got home just to park the car and I love even more that I have a snowblower to deal with things like this ’cause if I’d had to shovel it I’d still be out there at supper time I think.
Today I love that I got to enjoy Toronto the past two days. I love that we dined well for supper for the last two nights choosing our restaurants based on what we felt like eating and finding nice quiet places that were determined to be viewed as accommodating and pleasant, and they did not fail. I love that we ate Italian cuisine one night and then had Indian food the next night and in both cases we were very pleased.
Today I love that we had breakfast with good friends and got to relax and talk for a bit before we hit the road for the long drive north. I love that we got almost everything done in the city that we had planned to do and a few things that we hadn’t planned on. I love that we discovered Danish Pastries on the Path at Union Station that were so decadent and good that I almost went back later that day for more. I love how the city didn’t disappoint me even though it got doused in snow and ice, ’cause if there was ever someone who could be okay with that, apparently it’s me.
Today I love drinking coffee after digging out the driveway, whew!