Tea, fruit cake and more for the Lunar New Year

A clear and bright morning this January 30, 2014. Grateful acceptance after such  rough winter days, from Christmas onwards. And this evening, if it is not cloudy, I shall look out for the crescent new moon; the first of the year. Then a slice of cake, made by Jane. Ian has been looking forward to a piece. In addition we shall enjoy looking at photos of our Blond daughter, as presented in Idiot's Delight, a play directed by Albert Schultz. 

 Idiot's Delight, a play by Robert E. Sherwood and staged by SoulPepper. A quote from the Toronto Star:

“Poor lonely old soul. Sitting up in heaven with nothing to do but play solitaire. Poor dear God. Playing ‘Idiot’s Delight.’ The game that never means anything and never ends.”

The card game may be meaningless, but Idiot’s Delight the play has a great deal to teach us. It’s at the Young Centre for the Performing Arts until March. 1.

The weather has no malice

Just ice and snow. This is the twelfth day of Christmas and we are still in the thick of it.

    No we don't have this lovely house, instead we have a 200ft plus iced driveway. And lots of snow neatly arranged on its sides.                                                                                        

 Today, we went out at about 2pm to get cat food for the 2 elderly felines. It was a lovely winter day with the icy snow melting on the dirt road. Exchange of new year wishes with a few people was extremely pleasant. At 4.30 pm we realized that the temperature was, and is, dropping fast. Of course, we couldn't get up the driveway.  The weather has no malice. Just ice, snow and liquid H2O.
 These 3 phases have been whirled to give many parts of Canada a sucker punch. Weather science is calling this system the "Polar Vortex." We are less affected than others but are still caught in the weary-go-round of snow, rain and ice for more than a fortnight. A periodic thaw is forecast before we get into another dance.                                                                                                            

 Yeah, it is a respectful and unequal relationship with Mother nature. Yet when you get to work with her in one's little patch, such as throwing grit in her face, you develop a fondness for " a few acres of snow near Canada...."