Friday came and went without me noticing (it is said, after all, that there really is no time...). I went from the Yonge St. store to the bookstore with barely a break, but since a new shipment of books had arrived, I enjoyed my few hours there unpacking them and looking through them. I especially like the crafts books: I learned how to embroider paper from Greeting Cards by Cheryl Owen.
Earlier that day: Sophie walked in just when I needed someone who would understand what I was talking about. She's young enough to be my daughter, and if she were, I would be very proud of her, smart, intelligent, with a touch of wonderful quirkiness. She did me a favour that I will not soon forget.