A nice day off today – I went for lunch with a friend from work, and then we sat by the river and gabbed and had another friend from work walk by and stop to talk with us.
One sure sign that the river is getting back to normal is the return of the fish. There was a lot of worry about them choking with all of the silt and muck that was churned up, and some of the parkades and buildings that flooded had trout in them – there was a very determined rescue operation in those early post-flood days. People with buckets of live fish, taking them back to the river.
I don’t know about the larger fish, but the very small ones have come back, and if you look carefully in the shallows, you can see them. It’s reassuring to see that they’re back, and apparently none the worse for wear (I assume).
I read my way through Redoubt by Mercedes Lackey – more Valdemar fiction, because I love it and I find it terribly comforting. It was solidly written and enjoyable, and it connected well with books written several series ago and with the series it is a part of. Book ninety-six of the year, and a good deal more enjoyable than book ninety-five.
I also logged onto work and chipped away at some things. Partly because it’ll be a busy week this week, and also because I know there’s a lot to get done and put to bed before Thursday afternoon. Three work days left. I can’t quite believe it. I’ve been mentioning to the students that I’ll be away soon because I’m having surgery, not back until late October, and who to contact in the meantime. One emailed back today with this: Good recovery to you and come back soon, all the students like you! It was such a thoughtful and touching thing that yes, I was a little teary-eyed when I read that.
Thank you, too, to the good friends who have been tweeting and emailing and leaving little notes of support and encouragement. It’s very much appreciated.