[1] a new start

[kilerkki]

It's not yet spring, but for a brief moment this afternoon it felt like it. Sunshine, 15 degrees C, tiny buds at the tip of every twig. For the first time in 8 months or so, I walked down to the library to pick up a couple of holds (Patricia Buckley Ebrey's The Inner Quarters: Marriage and the Lives of Chinese Women in the Sung Period and Jade Mirror: Women Poets of China, edited by Michael Farman).

The pandemic isn't over, not by a long shot. But strict lockdown is lifted here in Toronto; people were out on the streets, masked and wearing only light jackets instead of long puffer coats; and on the walk back I grew so warm that I took off my jacket and walked in shirtsleeves. It felt like hope.

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[kilerkki]

That is such a lovely description of an early spring day, up to and including forgetting the subway pass.

I'm really enjoying the Ebrey so far -- stayed up to 11 pm reading it the other night, which is quite late for me. I'll try to post some assembled thoughts when I finish.