Every Place Has It's Own Aura

It is 4 in the afternoon, very cold windy with 19 C below zero.
I am in the city of Mississauga, sitting in Tim Horton, having my half 
and half coffee with toasted multigrain bagel, 45 minutes away from 
my home in Pickering. 

One of my cousin's husband died this morning. I came here to share her
moments of grief. We have to be there when our friends and family 
members facing difficult moments of their lives.

It was along day and will take more time to go home because of rush hours.
We stopped at Coffee House to take a break. Weather is like a roller 
coaster nowadays. Couple of days back, it was 5 C below zero, now 
it is 20 C below zero.  

It is Tuesday, I am not working today. In the morning, I had boiled egg 
with dinner roll and hot cup of tea. After that I spent some time in my 
TV lounge to enjoy the scenery of my back garden.

I can have the whole view through the big glass windows. Black squirrel
 was playing around the wooden fence of the garden. He is back after couple 
of weeks. I think weather was harsh, too much snow and windy.

May be he was away, enjoying his holidays, somewhere outside the country.
He is smart, it looks, he is serious about his body and also watches his diet.
I think, this wooden fence is like a Gym for him. I see him so often, doing
exercise here.

It is a different city so I can see the crowd around is also a bit different.
Every place has it's own unique atmosphere. It is like it's own Aroma, 
it's own Aura. I am enjoying the atmosphere around and writing my Blog.

It is 4.45, I am done with my coffee and with writing my Blog.
Time to go home. It will take about an hour to be there.