And this has not been my season for writing. It has been a season for trying to keep up with my bookkeeping work, a season for medical appointments (for both of us), a season for packing and downsizing, with no time left for writing.

Most of this other busy-ness will come to an end ten days from now when we are settled into our new home. We are only moving two kilometres, to a basement suite at Silverwood Villa. The suite feels like a shoebox; in Montreal it would be called a 2½ (2 rooms and a bathroom). But the rooms are large enough to accommodate most of our needs; for the remaining needs we will have an office space across the hall with room for three large bookcases, two computer desks and two filing cabinets. It seems doable.

I’m thankful that other people are still writing and would like to share with you the following words from this morning’s post on Linda Hoye’s blog. Linda lives in Moose Jaw, which I still think of as my home town. You can read the full post here: https://lindahoye.com/its-a-brand-new-day/

Meanwhile, the world is still the world. It’s still run by self-important buffoons (not all, but a lot) and every day there’s something else reported evoking anger and fear and Chicken Little type thinking. Turn it off, my friends. There’s very little you can control or change, or do much of anything about. The influence you have is right in front of you with the people who share your life and those you come into contact with while going about your day-to-day business.