my sushi. Not much changed for our family when the new lockdown began in Toronto. I did notice that the 401 and the 427 were unusually quiet at six pm., when it should have been busy. But we continued to observe such strict protocols through the summer and fall that Monday seemed no different….
Month: November 2020
201123 Weather Anniversary Egg Foo Yung
On Friday, it was 17 degrees and in the field I discovered violet leaves and dandelions waking up! Yesterday, snow, a proper 5 inches of perfect snowman snow; the children scrambled to find boots and mitts and by nightfall there were snowmen and forts all along the street. Tamar and Indre went for an…
201118 “Not try to hold on”*
Quebec, September. “Changes in lifestyle, aims and dreams, and those stemming from covid-19, have shaken up who I am: so much is new. But I feel more myself, not less: grounded; the earth has stopped shaking for a little while.” That was two weeks ago (blog post 201105); then three days ago (201115) I said, “I am…
201115 Who am I? asks Mumma Yaga
Nov. 14 I took Fig down the street for a little walk after supper, and the corner neighbours have put their christmas lights up, the same arrangement they had last year – my favorite: strands of many-coloured lights, wrapped round the branches of their several trees. Last December Robin loved going to see…
201111 Word and Action
Nov. 11 Robin made a poppy. A school-wide virtual assembly was organized for children learning at home. Robin and Indre projected it onto the TV screen and watched together with their dad. ***** On the heels of his defeat at the polls, President Trump, still not accepting his loss, is replacing important military and defense…
201110 US Election Books Covid
Pastel morning. Nov. 10 The unfolding of the presidential election has become a theatrical event to compete with any of Shakespeare’s mad and desperate Kings. Trump is shut in his castle while his noblemen and family take sides, and the country watches in anger or fear, powerless, without horses or swords. If this was a…
201107 November Trees Shoe
Nov. 7 A brave small tree by the stop-sign is (almost gleefully) turning red. When, in 2016, Trump became the republican candidate, I heard a shoe drop, and waited for the other shoe. No one really believed that Trump would…
201105 Contagious Changes
nov. 5 A brand new day. Robin had something to tell me about covid. He said “There is this word, ‘contagious’ and it means that something can spread. And covid is contagious.” “Is that why we wear masks?” I asked. “Yes!”, he said. Contagious: who knew? It is weird having to share a kitchen. You…
201101 2020 Halloween
2020 Halloween Robin and Indre’s pumpkins A Halloween with a full moon, and it’s blue, and it’s also at its farthest from earth. A rare confluence of moon events. This year’s Halloween was amazing. A neighbour on our street sent flyers to everyone suggesting a costume parade around the circle in the afternoon. She…