summer is back
Yesterday, I met up with a bunch of people I got to know through gardening and went to the herb fair at the Harbourfront. I promised myself I wasn’t going to get anything - I should know myself better by now. After that, we walked around the water’s edge, then went to near Gerrard St. in the East End where my friend lives - three of us poked around Little India, took photos, and ate at an Indian buffet.
Today was not quite as exciting. I took the car in for a thorough check-up and planted all the herbs I got yesterday. You’d think that with the cold, late spring, they’ll hold off on the heat and humidity, right? But no. It’s cooled down some tonight, but the smog was back. All day, I was waiting for a thunderstorm that never happened.
Someone very dear to me is having a rough time. I hope he pulls through. All I can offer right now are words, and at the moment, they lack power to do, to change anything. Not that it helps a thing, but I am sending positive thoughts.
