[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]

The fleeting Toronto autumn was one of my bitterest disappointments -- it felt like we had two weeks at best, though really it must've been longer than that. A long, drawn-out autumn sounds blissful.

I find that a damp cold feels worse than a dry cold insofar as it penetrates to your bones and just lingers. You're right about the snow looking pretty for all of 30 minutes before it turns into nasty black slush though.

Someday when these Unprecedented Times are over, I'll host a Toronto Foodtour if you'll do the same for Halifax! ;)

[umadoshi]

I find that a damp cold feels worse than a dry cold insofar as it penetrates to your bones and just lingers.

I'm fairly used to it (for values of "used to" that mean I avoid going outside as much as possible and complain about being cold when I can't avoid it), but yeah. >.< Ginny used to visit over Christmas holidays, and when then she moved here I think it took her a couple of winters to adjust and not just feel frozen all the time.

Someday when these Unprecedented Times are over, I'll host a Toronto Foodtour if you'll do the same for Halifax! ;)

That sounds WONDERFUL. *^^*