Blue skies and cold walking today: Minus 8 Celsius, about minus 19 with the wind chill.

After the gym, I headed south to the Annex and had some poached Eggs Florentine at Kilgore’s with the masterful Johnny B. We talked about creative juices, drive and desire, neighbourhoods, people we know, music, gigs, and optimism in the face of adversity among other tidings. By sheer coincidence it’s his birthday, many happy returns and a happy March 8th to him.

I just got home from a brisk and beautiful walk through a barren Taylor Creek with Luna. Today the Yaktrax came in awfully useful with the ice, and I proclaim to the rooftops that they're worth every penny.