I celebrated the men's hockey win tonight in a tame or perhaps lame way by taking a walk. I hiked up the narrow park across from our Calgary condo that follows what must have been a wild ravine 50 years ago. These days it is spruce and poplar trees and trimmed grass, now hidden beneath a coat of snow.

In the daytime the park is full of dogs walking their owners. Tonight though it was just me, a full moon and a lot of stars. I would have thought the light pollution would make it tougher to see stars in the suburbs but tonight at least they shone brightly. The moon did its part and lit the park softly. You kinda had to be there. It was pretty.

Back home now. I opened my bedroom window and from outside I hear a man's voice singing the I Believe Olympic song. Hilarious, and kind of charming. A good way to end the day.