Mother's Day

I'd like to wish all the mums on my flist a happy Mum's Day - hope you get flowers and/or chocolate, and dinner made for you and lots of nice family times.

I'd also like to share good thoughts for all those on my flist who, like me, are without their mothers on this day. Because no matter how much you try to tell yourself that it's just a stupid, commercialized holiday and doesn't mean anything, it's a day when you are bound to spend time remembering - and missing - your mum. And that does mean something.

Sunday in the Park with Robinson

We did the Beaver Lake 10k again today, and it was rep. mixt. as for last week, except we had wind and I took my camera. If you're wondering about this sudden urge to go on LONG hikes, it's all part of the "incredible shrinking intertext" project :)



Here's Robsey coming towards me on the path.



This sign amused me - "no martinis"? Here in Canada, probably something that looked like beer would be more to the point. And you obviously have to have a clear head so that you can ride your bicycle backwards...

And there were some late-blooming "easter lilies" (erythronium)