We’re back blogging. No more tears. It was sunny today. I planted grass, raked. Listened to the Montreal Jubilation Choir on a mini disc that Iburned 3 years ago – and have forgotten how. Then I balked again at iPod, even with Dan urging me on. Jasper hosted his first annual “Best Plane Festival.” Five kids showed up. We made paper airplanes from on-line patterns. The last new design I’d learned before today predates the space shuttle. Porchlight’s growing. 26,000 bulbs out in 10 days. About a dozen strangers showed up at the new office today to volunteer to deliver light bulbs. It’s astonishing, really. 8:15 am on a Saturday…

I went to Futureshop tonight to buy a webcam for the Boler. Funny, last time I wrote here I didn’t know what a Boler was. And then I came home and had a teary meltdown with Suzy when I remembered it was five years ago today that Dad died. I tried to distract myself by looking for a memorial notice in the crappy PEI Guardian. They don’t publish memorial notices on-line. So I Googled Dad. No hits. Five years is all it takes to vanish on-line, if ever you were even there. Heck, his name would have appeared lots of times from my self-indulgent ramblings about our complex relationship. They’re…