Chris having given a short lecture at the Aviation and Space Museum about a pilot's "Envelope of Ability" versus "Envelope of Comfort" this morning, we drove east to Bourget along the 417 and Russell Road. Bourget, is where Tracey and Bob live. They have a fir tree plantation and each December we're invited to help ourselves to some Christmas trees or decorative branches from beside the snow covered drive to their house, while pots of soup and chilli warm up in Tracey's kitchen. It is a warm, welcoming, attractive house, built by Bob himself, with huge, south-facing picture windows overlooking the fields and pond (all white today).
Don trundled down the drive on the little sit-on truck, branches piled up behind him, and pulled up, saying "I'm covered in trees!" The boot (trunk) of our car is still full of them.
Before setting off home towards Ottawa in time to avoid the forecast blizzard, we sat round the fire on the TV-screen and ate our late lunch / early supper in good company. Another tradition is that Tracey gives us each a Christmas decoration and a hug as we get up to go, stumbling over the great pile of boots, hats, mitts, scarves and other winter paraphernalia that we've left at the door.