This was a tough day. My parents celebrate their 65th anniversary today alone. Yep. In lock down in different wings of the Leacock retirement lodge. Sigh. We did our best, though. I got some boxed wine, a big container of dad’s favourite coffee, some snacky treats, and two bouquets of tulips and went down to Orillia to drop them off.

I was able to see dad and wave at him through the front door, then headed across the parking lot all kitted up in mask and gloves to drop a vase of tulips for my mum.

I met the health care worker at the front door and handed her the vase and a card. I don’t know how well mum will be able to read it or understand, but she will have some tulips on this grey windy day. Her anniversary.

As I thanked the woman In her full PPE garb, I cried. I cried in gratitude for all they do for our senior parents and grandparents, for everything they are doing to keep them well. I couldn’t help it, and my drive back up here was pretty blurry.

I took a detour to Kilty Bay road on the south part of Stewart Lake to check on my sister’s cottage. At the start of the private road I saw this:

If you look closer, you’ll see that the Easter Bunny may have been here.

And then further up the road there were three wild turkey in the trees.

I guess they were symbolic of something. Easter turkey? Anyway, it was a tough day, but a good one at the same time. Also because there was no line up at the LCBO!

Until tomorrow... Peace and love.