My students wrap up their final assignments, and Art and I hit the road for Calgary. We pass straight through the city, crossing the North Saskatchewan on the high level bridge. More fields and cattle. These herds are mixed, like rainbow peppercorns sprinkled over the hills.
I nap, but rest eludes me. Inexpicably, my blood sugar rises all day. I will take care to take my lunchtime pill and exercise after eating, and see if that makes a difference.
We take the time to cruise through Art's old neighbourhood. The home he lived in for tweny years is renovated and up for sale again.
We set up the cots we brought with us in Mary's (Art's sister) living room. Mary's heart lives large. Her door is always open.
