Bright and early this morning my husband and I stood in line to vote in our municipal elections. Then we walked over to another facility and voted in advance for our provincial elections, the final date for that is next Saturday. Civic duty done! There's a couple of rabbits who make their home around the library/sports complex where we voted. Unfortunately people drop off unwanted pet rabbits and leave them to fend for themselves. This is one of them, or a descendant. I thought its fur was a very pretty colour.
When I gave birth to my two daughters in Ecuador, one of the first questions I was asked was when the girls' ears would be pierced. It's not unusual to have it done prior to leaving the hospital. We did not choose that and the girls had their ears pierced as young girls, at their choosing.
However, pierced ears are the outward sign of a baby girl in that culture. I was asked several times about my sons even though the girls were dressed in frilly pink dresses with bows in their hair. A cultural norm that we had to learn about. They never asked about our son - he was all boy since he didn't have pierced ears. But they often called him "el heredero" - the heir. Cultural differences are neither bad nor good; they're just different.
Our youngest granddaughter, Cora, decided a couple of months ago that she wanted her ears pierced for her birthday in November. But she wanted the piercing done "on or about the first of November." (Her words) The reason - she had learned that piercing took awhile to heal and she wanted new pretty earrings for her birthday at the end of the month. She's quite definite about what she wants.
Today I accompanied the family to the ear piercing appointment. It's my gift to her as it was to her older cousin. She was very brave and shed just a few quiet tears while hugging her stuffed rabbit. A lollipop helped ease things.
I took a wander in the garden this afternoon. Things are slowing down. A few flowers still bloom - a dahlia or two, the guara, and some zinnias. Soon there will be only seed heads and dried stalks. I'm enjoying the warm and sunny weather, while hoping the rain comes soon.
There was a handful of raspberries to pick and a few more will ripen.
Tired Rudbeckia still puts on a bit of a show. Soup for supper this evening, with some of the buns I made for Thanksgiving. I froze the leftovers.
Wishing you a lovely Sunday.
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