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.