This afternoon, I rode my bike through Queen’s Park, where workmen were putting up some funny inflatable mushroom-like structures. I stopped to ask a security guard what was going on. “It’s for the Luminato art festival,” he said. “It’s an art thing.” And we both turned to look at the forest of huge brightly-coloured plastic mushrooms. Okay, I’ll take your word for it, I thought. An art thing.
Summer continues, bewildered but happy Torontonians out in tank tops, shorts, flipflops. On October 1 Lynn and I swam in