Getting ready to go back "home"

I was almost reluctant to write "getting ready to go back home" as it's increasingly feeling like home is here, too.  It's our house, after all, even if it has the previous owner's imprint everywhere, with the lovely antiques that he collected over the 15 years he lived here.  We love having them;  they're perfect for this renovated old schoolhouse.

We're so fortunate to be in this wonderful place. 

Le Chemin du Nord view in summer

A skiing excursion on fresh snow this morning in Parc National du Bic had us along a path I so loved walking last summer.  The fresh snow was delightful, soft and fluffy;  the newly groomed trails in the park were perfect. And having a short stretch on the main road breaking through the fresh snow -- well, that was great, too.

And my drive down to Rimouski for "teatime" at Heritage Lower St. Lawrence's English-language library/community center  -- easy.  The main highway was totally clear, even after the ~ 12 inches of snow that we had yesterday.

A delightful group of folks were there speaking English at tea time:  a couple of Francophones working on their English, a Norwegian graduate student who speaks perfect English, a young woman from Ontario (here with her Quebecois partner), a woman of my age who grew up in Quebec City, with French parents, but as a Protestant, went to the English-language school instead of the Catholic schools, run by the government, a young Filipino woman, married to a Quebecois in a nearby town, me, and our host, an American by birth who's now lived in Quebec for over 20 years, with a former Quebecois spouse and with her two sons.  What a lovely mix!

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