(here) (you must go visit, it is all very, very tasty and the room upstairs is delightful.)
Mom and I returned to Toronto and had a nice time shopping for knitting wool, going to the St. Lawrence Market's antique section, knitting with her friends and relaxing with good books. Three days later I was in Ottawa, having taken the train. No one sat beside me for 4 hours. It was luxury.
Phoebe presents to you, for your edification, how an Ikea couch has magical elements.
Now I am back home, hopefully returning to a routine and studio practice. All this jocularity will have to get serious. Ya think that will work?