Aurel's laurels

Day at home, as I needed to be out in Nobleton at 9.30 for teeth cleaning. My wonderful dentist, whom I followed out there, when he moved from his downtown office, was actually not there. He now has a very pleasant younger partner who examined me. My dentist, (my hope is that I will die before him), will now work two days a week. Ironically he sold his farm, the reason for moving out to Nobleton in the first place, and has moved to a condo in our suburb. I love the drive out there three times a year. The land right now is brown and still has some snow on it. Beyond his village is a moraine and I drove up there today. Many plots of land for sale as, apparently they will put in sewer mains. Already great tracts are being prepared for roads and more sprawl. It reminded me of Santa Ponsa when I was twelve. Something to write about some day.

Home in the early afternoon, some boys are asleep and some blaring their U tube music. Slept poorly last night although not because of any unhappiness, perhaps because consciously and unconsciously I knew I had the day off, mainly to myself, today.

We have had garbage problems ever since we moved in and, very fed up, I got through to our city councillor's office. They have been great and most of the problems are fixed. Then last night a neighbour, noticing that they had smashed our little composting bin, offered us hers as she keeps her compost for her parents' garden.

Very cold, beautiful clear skies. Half moon sleeping on its back. Lots more stars than downtown.