Easter Morning and Cuppa is making muffins when she runs out of Canola Oil. She goes to the cupboard to get the reserve bottle (which we always keep on hand), and it isn't there. I have a clear memory of buying it not long, and she seems to have a memory of unpacking it, but it is not to be found. She attempts to dissuade me from going out on a cold morning because it's ten o'clock on Easter Sunday and no stores will be open. Right? Wrong! It turns out that Shopper's Drug Mart, just around the corner is open and doing a brisk business. Strange. I don't know if I agree with it on general principle, but it works for me today.
Darn, but it's cold out there: -12°C, 10°F and windy to boot. I recall some warm and verdant Easters in my life, but with more than six feet of snow on our front lawn, this is not one of them. But it's sunny enough, and the A-Team is in town, and we are all together for a few more days of family warmth.
Meanwhile though, I implore ye of the warmer climes to keep posting those wonderful photos of blossoms, flowers and birds.