Life

Single Shot Monday: Benched…

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Benched.

I like groups of things.

I like things in fours.

I like leaves on the ground.

I took a little respite on this bench before I snapped it.

It’s my way.

It was a solid bench with a good view.

A view of the city.

In other news ~

In the morning, I don’t leap out of bed in a single bound.

Shocker.

In the morning, the hills aren’t alive with the sound of music for me.

Shocker, the sequel.

In the morning, I do not engage, and I do not like to be engaged with.

Yeah, we’ll just end that sentence with a prep. Because — hey — it’s Monday. And it’s morning.

So. Saturday morning I stood at the bathroom sink, with my spiked hair and sheet-wrinkled face and sleep-glued eyes, and proceeded to brush my teeth with…

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Yeah. Cortizone 10 plus. Creme + 10 healing moisturizers.

It looked just like a travel size tube of Colgate.

It didn’t taste like a travel size tube of Colgate.

The good news… I hadn’t swallowed yet.

Spit, spit, SPIT.

I grabbed the Listerine Total Care.

Swish, swish, SWISH.

I yelled down the stairs to Mr. G, honey.

Call the pharmacy. Tell them I just brushed my teeth with Cortizone 10 plus.

I know. You wanted to see the look on his face. Me, too.

Tell them I didn’t swallow.

Spit.

Tell them I swished with Listerine.

Spit.

Ask them what I should do.

Spiiiit!

I looked at my toothbrush and lobbed it into the dustbin.

I ripped open a new brush and vigorously brushed my teeth with toothpaste. Vigorously, as in now the enamel will have to be checked.

Then I rinsed with Listerine Total Care. Again.

The eyes had popped open. The hair was still spiked, but now those spikes were agitated. Add Cortizone, Listerine, and toothpaste spit to my sheet-wrinkled face, and Saturday morning was looking good.

I yelled down the stairs.

Tell the pharmacist I did this, this, and this.

I waited.

[pause]

Well?

[long pause]

I sensed the head-shake. I felt the grin-creep.

Yeah. The pharmacist said you did it right.

Go ahead. Laugh, G-Man. You know you want to.

My middle name isn’t Lucy for nothing.

And Monday is in the house.

Elen

Single Shot Monday: Up, Up, Up…

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Chips.

Not the good, salty kind.

Paint chips.

It’s all about the yellow.

Mellow yellow.

Golden yellow.

Meringue, which I always thought of as white.

Um, no.

Yellow.

At least in the world of paint chips.

The entire cave-like, vampire-ish first floor of the casa is being painted yellow and white, as soon as I can decide on the variations on yellow.

Sounds like a symphony.

A symphony of yellow.

I’m excited. In a color-induced, stressed-out, yellow coma kinda way.

It’s taken me all summer spring and summer to settle on the big Y.

It was the fretting.

Fretting sucks that paint chip decision into a vortex.

I had to look up, up, up to get this shot of yellow goodness.

You know you want to click it bigger.

And Monday floats in on cloud of Meringue.

No, wait. Honey Infusion.

No, no, no. Make that September Morning.

Pulls hair and exits left.

Elen

Single Shot Monday: Braided…

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On a walk along the shores of Lake Ontario one evening last week, I came upon these grasses and weeds.

What struck me was the flattened grasses between the plants. It looks as if they’ve been braided.

That’s it.

That’s all I’ve got today.

I think I have a category for that.

Oh, yeah.

Big Fat Zero.

And that’s how Monday rolled in today… on a big, fat zero.

I got nuthin’.

Elen

Close Shot Friday 063

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I call it…

The Assist.

Yesterday, we took a little field trip, had a little roadmance. We visited the Evergreen Brick Works in Toronto. I had never been before.

Evergreen Brick Works is an environmental community centre that inspires and equips visitors to live, work and play more sustainably.

That is how they describe themselves on their visitor’s guide map.

The Don Valley Brick Works, before it closed in 1984, manufactured millions of bricks a year for use in Canada’s construction industry. It was a captain of brick industry.

I went to photograph the kilns with G-Man, but there is so much more there.

We visited the Evergreen Garden Market, part of the Weston Family Quarry Garden and Don Valley Brick Works Park, the Koerner Gardens, and Café Belong.

Weekends are when it’s happening. Lots of activities going on. There’s a Wild Blueberry Festival this Sunday I’ve got my eye on.

If you’re near the Greater Toronto Area — GTA — don’t miss this hidden gem.

I’ll be posting more shots later.

You’ll just have to make do with that close shot for now.

TGIF, baby. You know what to do.

Meet you in the bar in 3…2…1…

Elen

Close Shot Friday 062

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Cherry. Cherry, baby. (Elen does karaoke.)

Cherry. Cherry, baby. (Elen never does karaoke.)

Oops. Wrong lyrics.

Sorry, Jersey Boys. I don’t know if Miss Sherry can come out tonight. You better ask her mama.

Neil, honey?

Oh, there you are.

What’s not to love about Sherry? I mean Cherry.

Make that cherries.

TGIF. You know what to do. Meet you in the bar in 3…2…1…

If you’re on the road for the Civic Holiday weekend, safe journey. Stay alert out there.

Elen

You Never Know With Libraries…

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You find some of the most interesting things hanging out in and around community libraries.

People. Books. Trees.

Art. Sculpture. Flowers.

Ornamental corn commingling with bright perennials.

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Yes. Ornamental corn. It’s called Field of Dreams.

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It was the pink that drew my attention. C’mon. Pink on corn. There is an ear of corn right there. The kernels are dark and poppable. Poppable.

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It was high noon at the library. These were the best of a dozen shots. Go ahead corn. Go ahead pretty flower. Commingle. You’re doing it right.

If you know what the flower is, shout it out in the comments. It looks like a zinnia to me.

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Pinked.

You never know with libraries.

And Thursday brings us that much closer to a 3-day weekend. Thank you, Civic Holiday. And that’s Simcoe Day in Toronto.

Elen