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Had forgotten that, for the first time in my currently rather lengthy life, I heard the cannons down at Queen's Park on the 11th. They were surprisingly muffled for something not that far away. The fireworks at the waterfront are louder. These could have been wheelie bins going back except it was the wrong day. But either my internet-set clock is slow or QP's clock is fast, because the boom-booms began around 11.05.
After the greige skies and dripping rain of the past few days, so reminiscent of England's autumn, we now have the brave blue sky and sharp-edged sun of cold November. I walked down to Bloor and had the unspicy version of Mary Brown's chicken. And while scrolling through FB, discover there's a new coffee shop/ artisan grocery store just round the corner in the quondem pottery studio/ plant shop/ whatever it was across from the school. Had a latte there but their pastries were all sold out by 1 o'clock. Local is good but Ninetails on Bloor is better.
And while walking is also good, my other knee is really disliking the cold. Twinge twinge all day long. Le sigh.
After the greige skies and dripping rain of the past few days, so reminiscent of England's autumn, we now have the brave blue sky and sharp-edged sun of cold November. I walked down to Bloor and had the unspicy version of Mary Brown's chicken. And while scrolling through FB, discover there's a new coffee shop/ artisan grocery store just round the corner in the quondem pottery studio/ plant shop/ whatever it was across from the school. Had a latte there but their pastries were all sold out by 1 o'clock. Local is good but Ninetails on Bloor is better.
And while walking is also good, my other knee is really disliking the cold. Twinge twinge all day long. Le sigh.