It's peak fruit in the garden with the Picker reaching high and low. A bumper crop of cherries but no cedar waxwings swarming them ---- too much on the menu this year? Raspberries also bountiful --- the darker ones are wild, the redder ones domestic. The little bluies are haskaps. Tasty mouth bombs for breakfast!
Some of the growth gets a Not Welcome spray. But in town the annual bottling party is pretty nifty.
We went to Toronto under false pretenses --- we thought the Beach Jazz Fest was this week, but we're a week early. No matter, it's great to explore another neighbourhood. This time the A B&B condo was a cozy loft in King Street West. Dozens of new highrises (find Pat?). The streets are funky with murals, parks, and summer scenes. Driving around becomes a funhouse mirror.
Our favourite city 'hood is still The Beach. The ritual pedicure colour choice this time is "Live, Love, Carnival"! Also a ritual is Chinese Combo #6 at The Goof with Stephie. But we had to eat the takeout at the park in the car when the rain poured. Didn't stop this jogger. Local streets flooded for the umpteenth time this year.
The flooding from the spring still hasn't subsided on the beach. Lots of erosion, less sand area, more seagull ponds! On the western shores, swans paddle in storm debris and uprooted trees.
Back at the home 'hood, the action is in the pond. The next gen frogs are tiny copies of mom. And remember that turtle that we deported last week? It would have had to return to the bay shore, clamber across a busy road, climb up 200 feet of steep bushy hill, crawl over gravel, and plop into the same pond. Wonder-of-wonders, it's back!
Some of the growth gets a Not Welcome spray. But in town the annual bottling party is pretty nifty.
We went to Toronto under false pretenses --- we thought the Beach Jazz Fest was this week, but we're a week early. No matter, it's great to explore another neighbourhood. This time the A B&B condo was a cozy loft in King Street West. Dozens of new highrises (find Pat?). The streets are funky with murals, parks, and summer scenes. Driving around becomes a funhouse mirror.
Our favourite city 'hood is still The Beach. The ritual pedicure colour choice this time is "Live, Love, Carnival"! Also a ritual is Chinese Combo #6 at The Goof with Stephie. But we had to eat the takeout at the park in the car when the rain poured. Didn't stop this jogger. Local streets flooded for the umpteenth time this year.
The flooding from the spring still hasn't subsided on the beach. Lots of erosion, less sand area, more seagull ponds! On the western shores, swans paddle in storm debris and uprooted trees.
Back at the home 'hood, the action is in the pond. The next gen frogs are tiny copies of mom. And remember that turtle that we deported last week? It would have had to return to the bay shore, clamber across a busy road, climb up 200 feet of steep bushy hill, crawl over gravel, and plop into the same pond. Wonder-of-wonders, it's back!
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