I’m off to the big city tomorrow to do a number of important things. First up is a routine visit to the wizard at Princess Margaret Hospital who blessed me with a cure almost five years ago. When checkup time comes around I always have to ask myself if I have earned it by smelling enough roses. No roses ready yet this year but the lilacs are sublime. On the next day I’ll visit a dear lady who unfortunately has not had the blessing I have. We’ll spend a pleasant hour or two chatting about this and that, and with any luck have a few giggles. With visits to sister, son and daughter, plus a few friends, I’ll be busy until Saturday, when I am speaking at the Editors’ Association of Canada national conference. Then it’s back home to smell the peonies.
