Something magical has happened to me. It’s almost September; it feels very much like September–cool nights, the dark leaning in earlier each evening, days that feel more like a slightly wistful memory of summer than summer itself–but I don’t feel like September. For the first time that I can remember, all of this climatic loveliness…
Tag: summer
Summer gothic
Everyone becomes unhinged, to some degree, during summer in Toronto, and this has been a particularly bad one. Most of the summer, but especially July and August, were made up of endless, blurring weeks during which the windows could not be opened and the A/C was never turned off; even so, it was often still too…
Spring and summer
When I was a kid, I longed for summer with the power of a thousand suns. But, as I grew up in Nova Scotia where summer was a buttoned down and utterly un-dramatic affair—I think I recall it getting up to or passing 30C a handful of times; there would be maybe one night a…
This is going to be the smash hit of the summer 2012 picnic/potluck season
I won’t say there’s an upside to the hellish hot heat that recently made its presence felt here in Toronto, but there is some recompense: summer is also picnic and potluck season. ‘Tis the season for bocci ball, barbeques, and eating too much; for laying about on blankets, again eating too much, and shooting the…
Jam and Idleness 
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