In the last 48 hours I did laundry with homemade laundry detergent, fixed meals, fed men, fed cats, discovered kittens living beneath our deck, watched a funeral on TV while waiting for someone in the dentist office, read a book, soaked in a hot tub, ate one fat laden chocolate mint ice cream cone, ate several salads, stopped at Timmies more than I have in six months, drank champagne spiked with homemade elderflower cordial, pedaled thirty miles, drove 300 miles, walked kilometers, threw trail mix at mallards, chased a swan, ate a hotdog from a street vendor, ate in a sportsbar, sat on a park bench, attended a live musical, attended a live play, drove very very fast up the 401 - and very very fast down the 401, watched the full moon follow me home, thought about Auntie and Mother Brown, answered phone calls from Buff, "Where are you? Where's that? Where's the computer? Where's the other computer? Why are you there? Who's with you? What are you doing now? When are you coming home? This car is so stupid! Will you book my driver's education? See you tomorrow. I love you."
GG and I went to the Stratford Shakespeare Festival yesterday. These photos are actually from where we live taken on our bicycle ride the other night. GG took the one with the grain mill I took the one with the barn. It was late when we got in last night. I'll talk about Stratford later.
Toby at Six Months
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