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Safely home by 9 pm. no snow until on the Island of Montreal and that only light, sparse and dry.

A quiet day at the art gallery. Friends came in for a visit. A woman I had never met came in and we talked long enough to be well acquainted. Another area resident, came in to actually see the art and in chatting asked, "Did you know Agnes...?" "What happened to her?" "She died on Weds." WOW, probably a blessing for her as she had cirrhosis of the liver. And am I ever glad I went to visit her in July! Long chat with this woman and asked her to let me know if there is some sort of memorial. That was the day. I found the wifi password and spent time deleting emails, etc. Changed into sweat pants for traveling and headed toward Montreal. I had filled tank in the am so did not have to stop except to use the facilities at a service centre.

Came home to a cold house (56F) and a still sick R. More work completed on house but still on-going and BR still full of tools and no closet. Felt like getting back in the car ...

Looking around the gallery today, I decided it is time to start spending more time on my pots to make each one more interesting, more creative. I have enough ordinary pots. I can take time to do some interesting embellishment.