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As we are waiting, waiting, waiting for the closing date on the sale of our new Canmore base camp, we have had a bittersweet day. Poppies and wild chives at Broadview Road We spent most of the day with our hands in the soil at Broadview Road, the place where we have called home for majority of our married life.  The lawn and flowerbeds needed some attention and the sun was shining, so out came the rake, trowel and spade.  We edged, weeded and reseeded and gave a good tidy up.  With each turn of the spade, I was reminded of the of gardening sessions past: the year we tried daisies along the footpath; the juniper that would have filled out that corner SO nicely but didn't like the sun that much; the poppies that did a little too well over the years.  I find weeding and planting an immediately gratifying activity. During our hours spent there, SEVEN of our former neighbours wandered over, happily welcoming us back to our home.  We had to tell them that we w...

Today I met a friend for lunch.  It has been several years since I have ventured downtown and gosh, Corporate Calgary still exists!  The Plus 15  was busy with harried business-people striding along staring at their mobiles, groups with matching security tags converging on a favourite lunch venue and daycare workers pushing their super-buggies with their half a dozen young charges. Map of the Plus 15 - An indoor  pedestrian network "15 feet" above the ground weaving around Calgary's downtown.  The coffee shop at 715 5th Ave where I used to work was doing a roaring trade and the heavy wooden doors of The Petroleum Club constantly opened and closed to the parade of oilmen heading in for lunch.  The buskers on the 7th Ave bridge still strummed out their tunes wearing broad smiles.  The doors of the favourite shops I once frequented when I earned a salary - Browns Shoes, Banana Republic, Michael Kors, Brooks Brothers - beckoned brightly with p...