Alternate realities

 Many sci-fi stores are based on the premise that there are alternate realities, each playing out in the same space and time, but in different dimensions.  I feel that way when I travel:  back home there are choir rehearsals, bicycle rides and beach visits which would be part of my life if I hadn't walked out of that reality into this one where dropping of girls at school, riding to the grocery store and digging in the garden are the norm.  In former times, this kind of change of reality was fraught with danger and involved many weeks and months.  Today it is usually only a day's adventure.

The antigen test here at the airport was perfect for getting the required paperwork to fly.  Doug Ford can resist all he wants, a vaccine passport is the best solution for getting the world moving again.  Checkin was easy and now I am relaxing in the lounge -- benefit of flying Saga class!

Over the weekend, we travelled to the chalet at Kungsberget (35 min!) and then walked to the top of the ski hill.  Even here there was damage due to the rains of a few weeks ago, but luckily, the unit that Richard and Jennie have, suffered no ill effects.  The view from the top was spectacular -- almost made me want to be a downhill skier.  

We were back home on Sunday to finish up the gardening that I had been working on for 2 weeks.  Much of the grass has been pulled out, plants moved, a tree pruned, the walkway adjusted to accommodate a new retaining wall, and some colour added.  It looks great and will flower beautifully all season long.

Though the trap has regularly been set, there have been no other predators trapped, so the hens are safe for the time being.  The trees have been harvested and the applesauce preserved.  

And today the Swedes go back to school and work and violin lessons, and I go back to Hamilton.