Well, they opened a section of the Rideau Canal for skaters yesterday.
I am not a willing participant in crowded events – especially those involving bone-chilling temperatures, shrieking children and sharp objects. I do enjoy the occasional leaky cup of hot chocolate and a sticky, sweet Beaver Tail ;-^ We usually save that experience for family time outings to view the ice sculptures during Winterlude.
To get into the spirit though, I offer an excerpt from the novel, during January 1975 and leading in to that Year of the Rabbit. Please slide on over to another blog, visit the Red Hare Restaurant and warm up with a bowl of wonton soup. Bring facial tissues because you may need to blow your nose – plus I try to make you cry.
Remember: Indie authors appreciate if readers post even a short review of how a book made them feel. It makes us feel warm and fuzzy.
Thanks for dropping by and not disturbing the Tabby cat.
T
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