Summer is vanishing. Days are whipping by, the garden is in free fall, there’s a real chill in the air. And yet today was sublime. Wayson arrived unexpectedly as I was working outside, and we ended up taking sandwiches for a picnic by the lake. The original plan was the Leslie St. Spit, but there’s so much construction, it’s impossible to get to it. As there is construction, it seems, on every @#$#2 Toronto street.
So we ended up at crowded, chaotic Cherry Beach, ten minutes south from where we live.
The spot upper right is not an eclipse of the sun, it’s a flaw in my camera lens.
Now that I’m on Twitter, I have instant access to important world news, such as that Angelina and Brad got married! In France! With their hundreds of children present! Thank you, Twitter, and mazel tov to a most spectacular – socially engaged, responsible, gorgeous and admirable – couple.
On a more serious note – yes, we must, it’s going to be winter soon – the Star printed a moving and important article, “Israel must grapple with uncomfortable truths” today, by an Israeli academic. The Star is a newspaper that does its job.
Time for me to stop trolling around on this mesmerizing machine and do mine.
