HOT, HOT, HOT

It's Sunday.  The hottest day yet.  My phone tells me it's 30 degrees.  But as Canadians, we know that what gets us here 
in Montreal is the humidity, which my phone also tells me 
is at 35%.  Really?  It feels like about 90%.  I think living 
on the West Coast has lowered my tolerance.  But, 
somehow, I am revelling in it.  It is a part of being here.  
Along with the Jazz Festival, which started last Thursday…
I have been down to the Quartier de Spectacles twice, 
and am going back again tonight….there's something about 
sitting outside with a cold beer and a thousand other people listening to good music that is beyond compare.  My 
sister and I saw Daniel Lanois the other night, with 
guests Trixie Whitley and Emmy Lou Harris, and a 
FABULOUS drummer - Brian Blade.  I thought of my 
son Luke the whole time - starting his musical journey 
of study as a drummer.  Celia and I will go and see 
another show on Tuesday.  Right now it smells like 
barbecues, and the fan is going, and the sun is down 
in the western sky.  
This time in Montreal has been just right.  Visits with dear 
old friends, and time with family, and feeling unhurried 
and free of anything that inhibits me being HERE.  The 
next 4 days will go by so quickly, and then I will be flying 
across the great wide ocean to Ireland, to begin the next stage.  
More photos next time…...