Today's adventure

David is again reading the community newspaper, and finding different places to go.   So we continue to get our daily outings--masks in hand.  There has been a shortage of distilled water lately, something David needs to use his CPAP machine.  Knowing that some grocery stores get new stock on Thursdays, away we went.  Firstly, I was dropped off at Starbucks, and then David hit all the usual places he finds water--no luck.  While out and about he grabbed a breakfast biscuit at Tim Horton's ( I was eating some very nice oatmeal at Starbucks) When he finally reached me, after more than an hour of searching, and shopping, he wanted something to take the taste of the biscuit out of his mouth, so declared an early lunch at bought us both a piece of coffee cake.  We both like it, and--well--any excuse that works.  Then it was time for the library to open and we were there waiting at the door.  So home to drop off the books, and to find the actual address of a market he had found in the community newspaper that was advertising Ontario Peaches.  It was off Henderson Hwy, North of Chief Peguis Trail, one we had often driven by but had never entered.  We bought corn, new potatoes, baby beets, Ontario Peaches, and butter for the corn.  Paid ridiculous prices for it all ($$$).

So supper tonight involves corn and peaches and maybe the two huge Imperial Cookies that slipped into our bag somehow.

I was persuaded to enter into the All Members' Show in Selkirk, so there has been studio work, but also the cleaning and freezing of the 10 pounds of blueberries that David found on his travels.  This has been a satisfying day.  We got out, even though it was cold enough to wear jackets.  We bought fresh veggies.  I got my coffee, and had time to finish an excellent book by Linda Howard--"After Sundown"--an after the apocalypse book that was very interesting, but also more gentle than some I've read.  Beth, do you remember the Book "Alas Babylon" that Mom found very engaging?  So much so, that she often mentioned it, and adopted the title as a code word for disasters, even small ones. This book had a somewhat similar plot--a group of slightly isolated survivors and how they created a community that worked for them.

It's almost time to start thinking about cooking that supper.  But I sit here, in my kitchen, and really think about how content I am at this time and in this place.