Delightfully mellow morning. Everyone else went sledding with the Lavallees and I stayed home with my book to try to finally kick this cough that I can’t seem to get rid of. I also made a chard/spinach/mushroom gratin for dinner tonight with Mum and Dad.

Spent some time poking through flickr, and found these great old pictures in Terence’s photostream. From Hilary and Terence’s wedding, November 2004. Grace looks so young! I’m reminded of her immediate and passionate attachment to T.

This afternoon will go with the children and Mum and Dad to a tree trimming at the Youngs, a family that I grew up with. Then back here for early dinner and early to bed. Tomorrow is the solstice. I am thoughtful and a little melancholy; Lace, you are with me in spirit.