There’s as much sense to one thing as to any other. As much as friendship between individuals who happen to be an owl and a cat.
Sun, warm, and rain and the majority of the snowbanks have gone away.
Dogs were promenading in their new haircuts. People on bikes, trikes, longboards, razors, on motorcycles, scooters or in convertibles. Singers were out busking with guitars. People carrying bouquets or sitting on patios inside the new bird song.
down the street…
in the bank’s planter—
more cigarette butts
than tulip buds
Quote: “Become so wrapped up in something that you forget to be afraid.” – Lady Bird Johnson
Cube Gallery has a bit of a surreal scene with a fiery snow hill and meteor both en route and arrived at the house roof. Santa is parachuting in. Just out of shot is that one of the snowmen is carrying a hatchet.
Also seen around town: A man paused to look in the florist window. His dog looked around and saw sticks, bushes and plants and lifted a leg. Man noticed and hastened dog away in time. Well done, dog owners. You’re the hero the florist will never know crossed its threshold.
Did I mention here the couple who fell in love over chocolate, then created Cylie Chocolatier on Dalhousie. Great story of them at CBC.
I updated the CKCU links to LitLand shows here including the animated interview with Marco Fraticelli.
Quote: “Writing is thinking. To write well is to think clearly. That’s why it’s so hard.” ― David McCullough