wings of different kind

This week I escaped mentally this country that no longer feels like Canada but a Canadian version of Siberia or whatever insanely cold place there is. My escapes were short but sweet. First up was a very romantic escape to a place I didn't think I would have to visit in a while. The Notre Dame hospital of Montreal. Interesting night. Went in thanks to what I thought was a minor thing that I could just simply get antibiotics for and then happily walk out. I however was shown to a private room, told to dress up in a hospital gown and wait for the nurse and doctor to pay me some visits.  For a while I thought they mixed up my file with somebody else's. The name on my wristband was mine however. 

My night at the hospital was spooky but I would have been way more freaked out unless I didn't have company. Not just any company. The right kind of company. The kind who leaves work early and puts my health in priority, then turns scary hospital moments into sweet romantic love poems. I had to live 35 years before I found myself in this kind of company, then again, I had to live 35 years before spending a night in the hospital. I'm happy it was this hospital. Very nice staff and obviously I was spoiled with a nice private room. It was a different kind of mental escape that actually made me happy to get back outside, even if outside was a Canadian version of Siberia or some other horribly cold place.

My next escape was to the Botanical garden of Montreal to look at beautiful butterflies flying around. http://espacepourlavie.ca/en/botanical-garden

My female friend from Ottawa came for a visit and we both felt we were in need of a mental time-out from the cold. We enjoyed the dreamy world the Botanical garden offered us. I love this place and tell myself to visit more often. They do a splendid job both during winter and summer with their different kind of expos.

After admiring the wings of the butterflies, I escaped into the arms of my beloved. From enjoying each other's real arms and imaginary wings, we decided to visit a place I very much enjoy. Just for a short quiet, visit. It's a place where Christians come and pray, worship and thank their lord and tourists come to admire the building and the view. I have a Christian upbringing but I come to admire the spirit and energy of this beautiful place.

It's the Saint Joseph Oratory and a place with a great mysterious energy in my opinion. http://www.saint-joseph.org/en

So from hospital to butterflies to church. Anything to escape these insane minus degrees we keep on having. Apparently we were down in -42°c. At Niagara falls, the water fall is actually freezing over. I keep on staying both alive and in good health, so the wings of my gardening angel hasn't frozen over...not yet...maybe she is born in Siberia or some other terrifying cold place.