With the daughter, Edmonton, Drumheller to fossick, the weather opposes us, grey, cold, it was forecast to be warmer. The prospecting trip will be delayed, she hasn't the patience for it yet.

Then a couple of days around the apartment, collecting stuff from the locker, big items, she helps, picks a few of my books, takes Eddington's "The Expanding Universe" and an anthology of classic horror stories, the Lord of the Rings Trilogy, relieves me of a spintharascope and set of nesting Chinese boxes, she's a trooper, this emptying the locker, it's taken it's toll, but I'm almost done...