Where did. you go? Why did you brush past me without a glance?
You know that expression, “if it looks like a duck, and quacks like a duck and walks like a duck…it must be a duck” ?
Well. September looked like summer, sounded like summer, acted like summer. Was warm like summer.
So. Get my point?
Well, Fall is here and I just got back from Ottawa to visit little Mr. Adorable and his parents. Pictured here with Uncle Huck.
While away, we went to a Sunday Mass in the booming metropolis of Barry’s Bay. A Madonna House priest, whose name I