An encouraging view outside my glass door this morning: the grass super-dewy, the seasonally low sun more bronze than gold. Hardly a "third-place" day, as this is extraordinary weather we're having.
I was at a reading at the People's Co-op Bookstore last night, the launch of SOME 5, with readings by four of its five contributors (Elee was ailing). Following that, a couple of very refreshing pints at the Portuguese Club across the street, after which I walked home past huge crowds tucked into restaurants and curb-side extensions that look so awkward during the day but like narrowboats at night. Bikinis! There were young women flitting about in bikinis, and young shirtless men screaming as if on fire. Kits pays a visit to Commercial Drive.
Frightening that today's high is projected to be 26C. Frightening because it is coming at such a cost.
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