Happily, the old guy's eye is healing. Each day it looks better. The biopsy isn't back, but we look at these things positively. It is unlikely and we put it out of our minds. He had surgery last week.
We had to be in Ottawa for 7:50 a.m., which meant we left the house at 6:00 a.m. It was just like a work day.
We ate in Manotick, where I used to live.
Manotick Mill, purportedly haunted!
The house we I'd lived post-separation and predivorce.