The days are shorter and the skies duller. Dog Days of November?? Up at Kemble, a Coast Guard cutter performs the annual bringin' in the buoys. Another flock of evening grosbeaks show up, somehow knowing that the buffet will soon be over. The house is being closed down for a while, so the fridge is emptied out and the leftovers go down the hill. The cars have blankies but would rather be on the road!
Back in Toronto the malls are decorated and we're caught in the grotesquerie of Black Friday mobs. The traditional seasonal wonder still lingers in the famous decorated windows. Can you see the reflection of our spirit?
At home in the Beach the leaves need to be gathered up, like putting away the summer's shade. Outdoor rinks get zamboni-ed. And the waves pound grey and cold. Blah!
Back in Toronto the malls are decorated and we're caught in the grotesquerie of Black Friday mobs. The traditional seasonal wonder still lingers in the famous decorated windows. Can you see the reflection of our spirit?
At home in the Beach the leaves need to be gathered up, like putting away the summer's shade. Outdoor rinks get zamboni-ed. And the waves pound grey and cold. Blah!
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