O Canada...

This was the frosting on the cake (and we had a lot of cake!) I got to spend part of three days with my dear friend, Terri. I have not met her personally but I have known her on the internet for almost fifteen years. She is a wonderful woman but I knew that!

We had spent the morning in the rain on this day. Terri's hair got curlier and mine got straighter!

Jud and I after our prime rib dinner...best place in Montreal! 

Our bellies are glowing and growing.

I think Terri is tickling Jud's very muscular stomach.

This is the St. Joseph's

Oratorie, where the body of the only Canadian saint, St. Frere Andre, resides...

...and this is a statue of St Joseph and the lit candles of all of the people who have come to pray to him, asking for miracles. I lit one and said a prayer for Jud.

This is only one section of the crutches that have been left when people, previously handicapped, were able to walk away from the Oratorie.

This is the dome of the cathedral in Old Montreal...

...and this is Notre Dame de Montreal...or as we called it in my childhood years in South Dakota, Noder Dame (long vowels on the "A' and the "O," please).

Finally, one very fond memory of a wonderful afternoon, strolling down the rows and rows of antique stores with Terri and Jud.

Canada, we love you!