Winter is starting to feel a little long. I had a nice brief reprieve from it on Tuesday...did a quick trip to Langley to drive Jen home. The grass was green, daffodils were coming up, pussywillows were along the roadsides, and catkins on the alders. An hour in Costco reminded me of why we moved to the country, and I was happy to head back up the Fraser Canyon toward home.

It's well below zero today. The sun has come out and now that I've looked after poop scooping Rupert's pen, brushing Buck, and feeding the chickadees I'm going to take a nap before going to work.

Today is the fortieth anniversary of my family's arrival in Canada from England. Time flies.