My beloved Aunty Sheila is in hospital now in palliative care. She's reached a good age at nearly 90, but a good lady doesn't deserve an ending like this. My heart is broken, but I'm holding on to our many shared memories. Every day I make the trek to Oakville, and park my car on nearby streets to avoid the exorbitant parking costs. The upside is the beauty that I see on my walks. I will post more from my visits in the coming days. Today: the leaves are piled high for the workers to pick up: almost like snow! A Japenese maple glowed briefly in the late day sun. Apologies if the images don't come to you as I intend, my iPad is a fickle beast
