It is 13H34. I have been up since 9H10am and we went many places: to the farmers market to buy for rosie and son only (just a danish for hubby and nothing for me), then to Rosie's safe house. She is finally really well set up where she is and the ladies are all pleasant the ones she speaks to.

After two years of homelessness at 57 years old with heavy physical and mental ailments, it is great she is safe at last, and happy and at peace.

We came home after my visit to bring her three cheese and garlic bread, two packs of artisan fresh cheese curds, and two croissants.

I forgot to add a pack of smokes. It is the most lovely friend by far I ever had in BC. May the rest of her life be sane, safe and calm and happy! Olé! oops...I mean, Amen! Om muni muni mahamuni svoha Om muni muni mahamuni svoha Om muni muni mahamuni svoha

She lent me an hagiography written by a sister nun catholic of Ste Therese de Lisieux, a huge catholic saint at least in Canada french. Another friend of mine bought me and sent em a bible. I prefer hagiographies to the  boring bible edition he sent me.

These are my only two spiritual friends who dare discuss beautifully and openly with me their christian faith. They are thus very precious. Both speak French and english. They are my roots out west. Though one is in Montreal region. Amen.