Whaddaya know? For one sweet day, the clouds parted and that big, round, yellow thing shone its light. It was stunning really. Mothers everywhere stopped what they were doing to show it to their children and to explain what that yellow disc was. Old men wept openly and unabashedly on street corners. Stunned and mesmerized drivers careened into ditches.
Perhaps I exaggerate just a wee touch, but I can't seem to help my giddiness. Ya gotta seize a day like this in what has been an autumn like this. And so we did. We shifted and sorted the stuff in our tiny garage so that we can once again squeeze Harriet the Chariot into its cramped confines. She stays outside for much of spring and fall and all of summer, but she prefers to be out of winter's cold, wind, snow and ice. We even washed her today. Amazing but true.
Neither were we the only folk in the neighbourhood out raking sodden leaves and giving the grass its final trim for the year, 2006 CE. After our chores, the redoubtable Cuppa and Moi went for our daily (hah!) constitutional. Our most recent peripatetic excursions have required winter attire, but we were happy and warm in our spring/fall jackets today. Nice.
Oh yes, the fine folk at Environment Canada are prognosticating cloud and rain tomorrow, but it sure was nice to have today. I mean to say: it's always nice to have today, but, let's face it, some todays are notably finer than others.