Hey Guys, here's a movie clip of my grandson, Avery, playing with his dog Kia. It was taken by daughter Tracy and it is now on my uTube page.

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I'm not sure I want to return to the world yet. There's a blizzard going on outside my window and I heard this morning that part of a highway leading to Owen Sound is closed.
This is going to be a long winter, I think.

On the bright side, my voice seems to have returned, though not so much for singing some will be glad to hear. I hope to join my friends for dinner and a listen to Don and Rob tomorrow night after missing four evenings of jazz and chat.

This morning I made a new friend, or at least a potential one.
Wilda, sister of my friend Isabel, who died last week, chatted with me this morning about getting ready to leave Sauble Beach for Arizona for the balance of the winter, lucky woman.
We had met a couple of times in passing through Isabel's room while visiting her. At the funeral I learned that she had been coerced into knitting for IODE and we made arrangements for someone to pick up completed items before she left on Monday. As luck would have it, we have a friend in common who lives nearby. I wished her a safe journey and a comfy winter.

I had known Wilda recently visited India as Isabel showed me a lovely cashmere shawl brought back for her. What Isabel didn't tell me, although she might have and I forgot, is that Wilda went skydiving last year and plans to do some more. This despite having a pin in one ankle from two breaks!
I love to hear about women who are adventurous and look forward to sharing more tales with her. She also is fortunate in having a daughter move closer to her.

During the years she travelled south with late husband Fred, she did all the driving and took four days plus to get to their trailer. Wilda doesn't plan to take her laptop with her, unfortunately, as weight is a problem when traveling by plane but we promised to connect again in April.

It's stopped snowing so I had better scoot out and recover garbage bin before it blows into the ravine. Blow you perishing wind, see if I care.

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My dear friend Isabel died on Saturday. She was a member of IODE when I joined here in Owen Sound nearly 20 years ago. Our late husbands knew each other when both lived in Tara.

When we last spoke she said she had a good time with her family over Christmas and told me how many were there. I can visualize her being feted as matriarch. Her room at Central Place had photos and memorabilia of her long life.

She was generous with her time and talents, still knitting vests for pneumonic children in the third world, even though she lost her sight to macular degeneration. Other residents would assist her with finishing the garments when she could no longer see enough to sew.

We had many good times with the Wiarton IODE members, after the local chapter was disbanded some three years ago. Each time we went to a lunch meeting, the trunk was full of knitted garments, some knitted by others she had coerced. As services officer for Owen Sound IODE she coordinated all the knitting donations. I can remember visiting her in her house where the dining room table was piled high with hat, scarf and mitt sets, carefully matched, counted and ready for shipping. Her work with Red Cross locally would see her smiling face behind a sale table at a church function. As we were both former Girl Guide leaders, we also shared experiences of our younger days.

She had a warm and friendly personality; uncomplaining despite adversities and I will miss her
Rest now, Isabel, you have done your bit.

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