….so nice seeing more and more but we’re not out the woods yet
Over the last few years scientists have been quite worried over the disappearance of bees and butterflies. This year they seem to have returned to our gardens.
….after taking Dad to his doctor’s appointment we looked around for a place to have coffee
There have to be hundreds, if not thousands of places to enjoy a cup of coffee in Toronto. Even in the neighbourhood where the doctor’s office was there had to be at least a dozen places to choose from. My father, however, had other ideas and he remembered enjoying coffee at the restaurant that is situated in the middle of High Park. Luckily High Park was on the way home and not too far from where we were parked.
In the middle of the week the roads leading into the park are not too busy. The difficulty had to be staying within the speed limit which is 20 km/hour. Other than that everything else was positive. The parking in the park is free and the Grenadier Cafe has a beautiful new deck with shade trees and umbrellas over many of the tables. My father was very excited about treating me to coffee and pie. In the picture below you can see him using his serving skills that he learned as a young man when he apprenticed to be a waiter. Nothing makes Dad happier than enjoying a kaffee klatch in the middle of the afternoon.
….from my neighbour’s garden on Christian Island
….a wild flower in the neighbourhood
….from my neighbour’s garden
….from my garden
Every year I’m tempted to relocate this plant because it grows into my Rose of Sharon
….my favourite wild flower
…..from my garden
…..the family all came together to spend the day Brendan and Azadeh
Last Saturday was the day that my son and daughter-in-law were flying back to London, England. The flight wasn’t until the evening so our son’s wish was to spend his last day in Canada with his parents, sisters, brother-in-law, niece and Opa.
We spent the morning shopping for and organizing the food. We prepared ribs, done two different ways, an Italian bread salad and bowtie pasta with homemade pesto sauce. 
Winnie and Uncle Brendan mixing together the bread salad. It was yummy.
After our feast Opa wanted to show off his kite so the whole gang, minus my husband, made their way to the park down the street. Everyone had to take a turn flying the kite until the last person landed it in a tree. Fortunately we were able to rescue the pink beauty. Now Dad is talking about buying another kite, bigger and better than the one he has so that we can both go out together and each have our own kite. Hmmm!!!
Mama Cormier 