Saturday evening...

[fajrdrako]

I'm dying of allergies here. Ugh.

Did something I've never done today: I went to a church supper. St. John's Anglican in the Parish of March, which feels as if it's in the country, even though it isn't. maaseru and I mostly talked with our friends Vicky and Marion and a delightful cub scout named Victoria. The music was very good, though I don't know who the musician was.

The food was more or less what you'd expect at a church dinner; plain and delicious. There was a particularly nice salad which turned out to be made by the woman sitting next to us. I ate too much. Really. Blueberry pie. Haven't had blueberry pie in an eon.

After eating, I wandered the garden and took more photos of irises, and walked through the labyrinth alone. It was quiet and beautiful; very peaceful.

Back home, we watched two episodes of Supernatural - and it felt like a long time since we'd got a fix. We saw episode 3x10, "Dream a Little Dream of Me" (sounds like a Susan Elizabeth Phillips title) and 1x12, "Faith". Both were excellent, though very different in style.

I now have a Torchwood patch on the back of my jacket, and a John Barrowman pin - I bought it at Torchsong and then couldn't find it when I got home, and feared I'd lost it on the plane. But no: I'd lost it in a sofa cushion. Happy to have found it again.